A little over two years ago, I was a new member to BYC. I was still getting used to the place, but the people were awesome. I had to keep my chickens at my grandmas because I lived in the city, but that worked fine for me. It was hard, but I managed because I love my birds. I was reading a post one day about a young "pullet" named Rizzle. Lynn, now known as HenHaven, had bought an assortment of pullets from the feedstore, and one grew a comb! This was about the time Cyn was trying to determine Lexies sex too, I remember that one all too well! Everyone knew Rizzle and Lexie, they were the famous Barred Rock pair. Well, Lynns neighbor decided Rizzles crowing was annoying, so she had to find a new home for her boy. I was a little over two hours away, but I figured Id ask anyways. Sure enough, Lynn was ready to bring him down to me right away! On July 18th, 2006 my sister and I met Lynn and her DH at the feed store. She snapped a photo of us, and we drove off. My sis and I decided Rizz needed some water, so we stopped at McDonalds. Ohhh man, the looks we got! The girl at the drive-thru looked and was like, Is that a chicken?! and my sister replied, Yes, yes it is! We got him home and he fit right in with the rest of the flock. That was also the day Cyn became my Aunt! He had his harem of girls and he took them all over the property. He decided to flog me one day, and all I could do was laugh. I love teenage roosters, they think theyre so tough. My grandma taught him differently with her cane, and he learned the stay away from her, lol. *Rizzle the day I brought him home* He had his problems with dogs, constantly. He liked to pick fights, and they liked to chase him. I was always there to protect him, it was all fine. My cousins were horrible to him, and they hated him so bad. So recently, my parents decided we needed to move. We had to get my animals out of there before something big happened. We found the perfect house, but we had to wait a month to move in. Here we are, in the house and this morning I went out to my grandmas to feed. We plan to move all of the animals this weekend, hopefully. I got out there and Rizzle didnt greet me like he always does. Right away, I knew something was wrong. I searched all over, and finally called my mom freaking out. I decided I should check over by the demon-dog, because Rizzle was known for picking fights with him. Sure enough, there were barred feathers all over. I stood there and just broke down, my boy was gone. I called Lynn but didnt get an answer, so I left her a voicemail and I just about died. He was the most amazing rooster ever, even though he was hated by most. I gave him the best life I could for a little over two years, and I know he enjoyed it. I found no body, we assume that my cousin hid it so I wouldnt find out. That is what kills me the most, I have nothing to bury. He waited over two years, and when we were finally able to move him he got killed. Its very frustrating, and Im really upset. I just wanted to share this with everyone because I know a lot of you knew Rizzle. Ive been crying off and on all day, but I still have his daughter and a few other birds to bring over here to my new home. Ill miss my boy, that is for sure. A lot of you know my stories of Rizzle, and I know you all know how I feel. My mom tries, but then she turned around and told me wed just get a new rooster. I just wanted to let you all know that I lost my boy. Thanks for reading, sorry its so long. If I wasnt so lost, I'd have added this before today. Rizzle coming into my life didnt just gift me with a new rooster. It gave me an awesome friend as well. Lynn and I have a great lifelong friendship, and its all because of one chicken. Just wanted th clarify that I do not blame the dog, AT ALL. Here's a couple pics of him... Rizzle, his daughter and another one of his kids in the back... Uhh, Im gonna miss that guy. Thanks for looking guys, I appreciate it.