When I bought my house a little over a year ago, The guy who had the place offered to include up to 20 chickens into the sale. I figured, 20 was a bit much for the size of the property, and decided I'd just take 10. It ended up being 1 Red Sexling, 8 Rhode Island Reds, and 1 Buff Orpington which we chose because my daughter loved her since she sat on the eggs all the time. I was very familiar with the Reds when I had them back in 1999-2002, along with a few other breeds, however, never had a Buff Orpington.
So, We got news after the purchase, we had to give up 3 birds due to the town having a restriction on pets over 6 months old, chickens I can have up to 7. So, I gave a few to a guy at work, ended up with 6 Rhode Islands, and 1 Orpington. If you're not familiar with RIRs, they can be very aggressive in nature and mine were never shy. Best example of how they behaved, my daughter would be standing outside with a bag of popcorn, RIR comes up behind her, takes the bag, runs like a thief with an old lady's purse. I found it hilarious, daughter... not so much.
As things progressed, my Buff was always broody. Did the cold water bucket trick to stop her from sitting so she'd be out and about eating and laying, however, the RIRs weren't having it and would start beating her up quite a bit. So, she'd be out of the run walking the back yard separate from them because they started drawing blood and gang up on her 6v1 all the time. With this frustration, I considered giving the Buff to my friend out in the country that got the other 3. My daughter, loved that chicken and was pretty upset, so the plan then was, to get 10 Buff chicks online and when they were 4 weeks old, send the other chickens to the country.
So, we got the day old chicks and my daughter everyday, would want to go see the chicks and touch them, play with them, etc. We got a bonus chick in the box so I had a pack of 11 chicks. After a week, I noticed two were a little bigger than the others, and their combs were already starting to grow. I was always told that chances are if there's an extra chick in the box, it's going to be a rooster. Sure enough, 2 of them grew up to be my roosters, Paulie Walnuts (The Sopranoes, one of the Capo's who always has to look good and is overly friendly) very fancy looking, always cleaning, great looking waddles & Comb, he was overly friendly too and he wasn't even fully grown, and Ivan Drago (The Russian Boxer in Rocky IV), who's much taller and bigger than Paulie, but he was very pale, almost white, big head, huge powerful legs.
When they hit 4 weeks old, I sent the 6 Rhode Islands to the country, and took two days to clean up the coop and make sure the little pullets wouldn't escape. My Orpington (Mother, my daughter named her since she's the one sitting all the time), was always the wall flower, so she'd back down a lot. I put the chicks in with her and sat there and watched them for a while. At first they surrounded her and little paulie was trying to challenge here. She just stared at him and after five minutes of this, she eventually popped him on the back then walked off after he ran away. First few days she avoided them like the plague, then during one of my nighttime checks, I found them all huddled up with her in the corner of the nest box. From then on, she'd find food on the ground and cluck at them to tell them it was food and they'd start running over.
When my chicks finally reached close to 5 months old, I had to send 4 away to the country. Both Paulie and Ivan are now enjoying the country free ranging on a larger parcel with another old rooster out there, fred (least 7 or 8 years old) and around 18 Hens. I'll be headed out there soon to check up on Paulie and see how he's filling in since his color was so vibrant when the sickles were just coming in, and probably spoil the flock with another bag of bread.