It’s a turkey? It’s a pheasant? No, it’s Guinea Fowl!
I am inclined to say that our Guinea Fowl are superior. With the face of the Joker, the flight skills of Batman and the loyalty of Robin, these dynamic duo are superheroes in the garden.
When we first purchased 8 week olds, “Lenny” and “Squiggy”, they seemed unsure as to what their purpose was here on our hobby farm. For fear of villainous coyotes snatching them up at night and to acclimate them to their surroundings, we kept them in a coop for about six weeks, adjacent from a fully-occupied chicken coop of ten hens and a rooster named Betty.
When the day came to let Lenny and Squiggy out of the coop, one would think the guineas would bust out and fly around the farm. No, with the sweetest whispers and peeps that would make a song bird swoon, they hovered around the coop like bees on honeycomb.
It wasn’t until we let the rooster out with the guineas that we saw their transformation, like Clark Kent exiting the telephone booth. The guineas discovered their purpose, which was to follow this large Barred-rock bird. At first, we feared foul play; rooster and guineas fighting to the death, but the opposite occurred. Lenny and Squiggy adore our rooster, follow him north, south, east, west, up, down and all around!
Taking Betty’s lead, our guineas do quite a bit of pest control. I marvel at their ability to clean up the garden sinners, the likes of baby snakes, mice, flies and grasshoppers.
Lenny and Squiggy prefer a bird’s eye view of the farm from the roof, with Betty close by of course. Guineas are known to roost in trees and prefer to be at high points on the property. They can truly leap tall buildings in a single bound, not a day goes by we don’t chuckle at their comical nature.