I'm in shock. I feel so insanely doomed with my chickens lately, its hard to even know where to start... I bought 3 young chickens from a woman on craigs list who was "pretty sure" they were hens. They were still too young for me to know. Within a couple weeks, they sprouted up and I was suspecting they were roosters. A couple more weeks and I was certain they were roos. I have had mean roosters and I have had nice ones. I vowed a long time ago that I would not put up with another mean one, so I had been waiting it out to see which was the "keeper." In the meantime, Last week, I got an additional four 8-week old birds from a local woman. I kept them separate from the older flock. Yesterday was the big day to get rid of two of the roosters, which we did. Traumatic, for sure. It was the first time we had killed any of our own chickens. I've lost plenty of chickens to racoons, coyotes and dogs, but it's different when you are doing it yourself. I put the remaining rooster in the coop together with the others late last night. When I went out there early this morning, it wasn't early enough. I found a dead hen laying in a corner of the coop with the rooster standing over her, blood all over the place! What the xxxx? I've had chickens for over 13 years, I have never EVER had anything like this happen? What do I do? They are separated again. He's gotta go, right? Could I have known this would happen? This was the DOCILE rooster! Did he go mental when the other two disappeared and he became king of the hill? I just so sad.