- Aug 23, 2011
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when the boys hit about three months old, the chickenhouse sounded like Frathouse on Friday night! Crowing, squawking, and feathers flying until finally at around five months, they were boxed up and sent off to freezer camp! The two we kept were quiet, good to the girls, and lovers not fighters. They still crow at all times of day and night (especially if someone has been scratching around the henhouse door). fortunately, we are waaaaaaaaaaay out in the country with few neighbors who complain. It's amazing what a few dozen eggs will buy. happy neighbors for example...