Mae_day
In the Brooder
- May 1, 2020
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Hi friends,
I lost my rooster today. I’m a first-time chicken owner and have only had my chickens for a couple months. I usually let my chickens free range in the back yard during the day and spend the night in the coop. Today I noticed our fence gate was left open (accidentally by my husband) and when I went back there my girls ran up to me as usual, but my boy was nowhere in sight. At this point I was still hopeful, so my first thought was that maybe he wandered out through the open gate. So I walked around the houses near mine and looked around. I thought it was strange that he’d be away from the girls, and started to assume the worst. I went into the back yard again and looked around. And then I found him, half eaten, laying there in the grass.
I know that loss is just a part of owning chickens, especially if you let them free-range, but it was such a shock to see him there like that, as I was just feeding him and petting him this morning.
I’m not entirely certain what got him. Could have been a hawk, but I have a feeling something wandered in through the open gate and attacked him. Since the girls are ok, I‘d like to think he died protecting them while they ran to safety. Anyway, I just wanted to share with someone who understands.
Here’s a picture of my beautiful boy, Spock, taken a couple weeks ago. He had grown even bigger, more beautiful, more colorful, and more rooster-y since that picture was taken. He was a friendly fella. Rest in peace, sweet chicka-baby.
I lost my rooster today. I’m a first-time chicken owner and have only had my chickens for a couple months. I usually let my chickens free range in the back yard during the day and spend the night in the coop. Today I noticed our fence gate was left open (accidentally by my husband) and when I went back there my girls ran up to me as usual, but my boy was nowhere in sight. At this point I was still hopeful, so my first thought was that maybe he wandered out through the open gate. So I walked around the houses near mine and looked around. I thought it was strange that he’d be away from the girls, and started to assume the worst. I went into the back yard again and looked around. And then I found him, half eaten, laying there in the grass.
I know that loss is just a part of owning chickens, especially if you let them free-range, but it was such a shock to see him there like that, as I was just feeding him and petting him this morning.
I’m not entirely certain what got him. Could have been a hawk, but I have a feeling something wandered in through the open gate and attacked him. Since the girls are ok, I‘d like to think he died protecting them while they ran to safety. Anyway, I just wanted to share with someone who understands.
Here’s a picture of my beautiful boy, Spock, taken a couple weeks ago. He had grown even bigger, more beautiful, more colorful, and more rooster-y since that picture was taken. He was a friendly fella. Rest in peace, sweet chicka-baby.
