I had a pair of older leghorn hens who were bullying everyone, to the point of making combs/wattles bleed. They would team up to make others miserable. I decided to take them to the poultry swap and sell them to someone who would appreciate them. I had a pang of guilt about doing this to them, as I had raised them from day old. My sister said, Don’t worry, they’ll forge right ahead in true leghorn fashion, and someone will appreciate their large eggs. I sold them within minutes of arriving.
It was such a relief after they were gone, and the flock was one big happy family.