I don't want to see them go either, but our yard isn't suited for chickens either. When it rains, it's a swap. Can't let them be free-range 'cause my step-dad is a litterbug and leaves wires and plastic pieces in the yard they shouldn't eat. Worse off is predators. Everything in the world would try their hardest to get them, and I don't have the heart to see my Baby's body torn up by a nasty, stinking coon, possom or coyote.
It's my fault for getting them in the first place. I could kick myself in the head.

I never realized how unprepared and unsuited we are for them.