1907.……MY MOTHER AND HER PET ROOSTER
I have been posting on this Blog for almost 16 years so it's no surprise that I've posted this before, but it's one of my favorites so I'm hoping this will be new to some of you...
In
January, 1907, this adorable picture of my mother and her pet
rooster, Teddy, appeared in the “Boston Globe”, along with the
following article:
“Roosters
are not unknown as pets, but little Ruth P. of West Brattleboro, Vt.,
has an exceptional rooster, Teddy, in that he will allow her to do
anything she may wish with him.
The
way this little mistress manages her bird playfellow is extremely
interesting. She never punishes him because he never needs a rebuke.
She speaks to him in a quiet tone, but there is in her eyes a certain
power of the will, a power which is rare in children, which forces
him to submit to her kind, though sometimes odd, treatment.
In
the morning he struts into the kitchen and with a jolly “crowing”
he mounts the low table at Ruth’s command, steps into the washbowl
and patiently submits to a sponging with soap and water. After
shaking his feathers a bit he is dried off with a towel and then
brushed until his coat shines bright and clean.
Then
follows another of her favorite pastimes. She hitches Teddy to her
small doll-cart and drives her noble steed by “gee” and “haw”
out through the woodshed, down the front yard to the sidewalk for a
jaunt... both child and bird with tiny white hoods crowning their
heads.
Ruth
has had this strange comrade for several years and has trained him
entirely herself. Teddy shows a great fondness for his mistress and
obeys her without the least hesitancy.”
********************
My
mother lived to the grand age of 92 and, as one of her five
daughters, I can attest to the fact that she “trained” us pretty
much in the same way that she did Teddy!
6 Comments:
I love this story, Ginnie. FYI, it's new to me. Thanks for sharing it again.
I remember this delightful story but a few of the fun details had slipped from my mind. Thanks for the repeat. Your Mom was amazing. You were obviously raised by a gentle if determined woman. I had friends who had a pet chicken they took with them on vacations. We too often underestimate the bird
Training a rooster is certainly something to crow about.
(No, I don’t remember this one.)
This story is a gem. I loved how you ended it too. Perfect!
This story was new to me, too, and what a delightful story it was despite my own discomfort with close contact with birds. I like watching wild birds, but I prefer them at a distance. When I was five or six, I had to wade through a flock of turkeys to get to a family friend's outhouse. I was as terrified as if I'd been wading through a flock of pterodactyls as they felt as tall as I was. When my mom got a parakeet, it bit or pecked me every time I tried to hold it, probably sensing my terror. I admire your mom's fearlessness. Loved the photo and the story.
Interesting story. My mom told me one about how she had pet lambs and piglets and when her dad wanted to slaughter them, she cried and cried. Eventually, he forbid her to have farm animal pets. I think that must have been very hard for her, as I know it would for me.
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