Winding Pathways introduces you to Buffy Fluffy (™). Here, and continued blogs, she will tell you her amazing journey to the coop in the backyard of Winding Pathways.
Her Story
Her story
We’ve known Buffy Fluffy (™) since she came to us as a tiny chick in a box sent by Hoover’s Hatchery in April 2024. Since then, her comical nature has given us many a laugh as she teaches us about her amazing intelligence and perspective from her perch by the window in her coop. Now, we’ll let her tell you, her story.
Hi, I’m Buffy Fluffy (™). I’ve lived in the coop behind the Patterson’s house with 14 other flockmates since early 2024. After breakfast I go outside to get my daily exercise and explore the world. Then, I spend much of the day on my comfortable perch observing the world from my window. I know what’s going on out there and have a chicken’s perspective that I’ll share with you as time goes on. These are thoughts from my perch.
My Ancestors’ Journey
Every once in a while, Rich or Marion or our neighbors come into my coop to gather eggs and give us fresh food and water. Sometimes they talk with me and fill in my history. This is what they told me about my ancestors.
Jungle Fowl to Domesticated Chickens
Thousands of years ago in faraway Southeast Asia my great, great…….and many more times great, great grandparents lived as wild birds in the humid woods there. We were called Jungle Fowl. Some of my ancestors found people and moved in with them. Soon chickens and people had developed a successful partnership. People ate our eggs and once in a while, gulp, ate one of my ancestors, but they protected us from animals that would eat us and made sure we always had plenty of food and water. They also changed us from wild Jungle Fowl to chickens. Eventually my ancestors were big and had gorgeous fluffy feathers.
From Vietnam to England
Many years ago, an English sailing ship docked at Cochin China. That’s the southern part of modern-day Vietnam where we were living. They bought a few of my ancestors and put them in a cage on the ship. Boy, I heard it was a long difficult voyage to England, but we had a real surprise when we landed. The captain gave some of us to the Queen! She loved us! Because we were buff colored and from Cochin China, she called us Buff Cochins. The name stuck.
I’m not any old chicken. I’m a Buff Cochin.
Voyage to the Americas
After a while Buff Cochins took another sea voyage across the Atlantic to the United States. People there loved us, too. We were popular immigrants – Vietnamese Americans. Soon, chicken hatcheries, like Hoover’s Hatchery in Iowa, started hatching and shipping Buff Cochins and many other chicken breeds to people all over the country. The Pattersons ordered me and my flockmates. That’s how I got to Winding Pathways in Iowa.
To be continued.
