When we got our first chickens, I said "they are not pets". They have a job...to lay eggs. I figured that when their egg production went down, I would take them to the swap or give them away. Now I know that I have nearly 40 chickens that will die of old age here. I love the silly things. I cannot even imagine selling them off as useless or giving them away. Well, all except Foghorn, the White Leghorn rooster. He is about to go to freezer camp. Mean old thing.