Bad Egg?

I have sung the many praises of my Girls on this blog, especially Twinkie. I haven't been completely honest though. There is a dark side to my flock.

On April 12th 2009, Twinkie came into this world a cute, fluffy, fresh as could be, curious lil chickie. She was a sweet and submissive pullet and I don't know when she went bad but she did. Twinkie , as smart as she is, can be so very mean. She pecks people in a mean and nasty way. I don't know when or why this came  about but it has been recently. I have observed that she never pecks her sisters and steers clear out of their way.  PeeWee and Fuzztop don't seem to peck Twinkie either.  Twinkie still comes when called, eats out of anyone's hand and will allow me to pick her up and even allow me to check her feet and keep her on my lap. But when I am sitting in the yard she'll charge at me and jump to peck my face or my hands and arms.

This is no love peck she takes the skin and twists and does not let go. On a low day the last thing you want is an object of your affection to hurt you and with the attitude that you desrved it for some reason. No one likes to be hurt by anything they love.  I confess that Twinkie has made tears flow, scantily but surely, out of physical and emotional pain.