IamRainey
Crowing
I hear ya!
We have a roo that's the son of an oops. Daddy Maurice had to go when he got too aggressive. We hoped son Rocky would be calmer. At this point we're still figuring out if he will get the message that learning who's boss around here is not being less brave; it's more being alive!
At first our neighbors had mixed reactions to him. One family enjoys his crowing and say it helps them feel like we're living in a more natural environment. One family is OK dealing with the nuisance because we've had just good relations for 20 years (17 of which were chicken-free) and they enjoy the eggs. A third neighbor wasn't happy and wanted the crowing stopped by any means. ...until they found out that, because we were in a virulent Newcastle Disease quarantine zone, the only means possible was killing him. We were very lucky that they were good sports and found, once they got used to it, that they would live with it.
Recently, we had an offer to rehome him but it fell through. When it did I was glad because I'd actually miss his crowing. But we still have the civility/dominance thing to work out.
Roos are actually gorgeous and there's something really "complete" about having one.
I hope yours is happy in his new digs and you can enjoy visiting him from time to time. Maybe even get an occasional chick or two. Female, of course!
We have a roo that's the son of an oops. Daddy Maurice had to go when he got too aggressive. We hoped son Rocky would be calmer. At this point we're still figuring out if he will get the message that learning who's boss around here is not being less brave; it's more being alive!
At first our neighbors had mixed reactions to him. One family enjoys his crowing and say it helps them feel like we're living in a more natural environment. One family is OK dealing with the nuisance because we've had just good relations for 20 years (17 of which were chicken-free) and they enjoy the eggs. A third neighbor wasn't happy and wanted the crowing stopped by any means. ...until they found out that, because we were in a virulent Newcastle Disease quarantine zone, the only means possible was killing him. We were very lucky that they were good sports and found, once they got used to it, that they would live with it.
Recently, we had an offer to rehome him but it fell through. When it did I was glad because I'd actually miss his crowing. But we still have the civility/dominance thing to work out.
Roos are actually gorgeous and there's something really "complete" about having one.
I hope yours is happy in his new digs and you can enjoy visiting him from time to time. Maybe even get an occasional chick or two. Female, of course!
Itās hard when you bring these little guys up from babies to just have to let them go. Iām very lucky to have a friend take him and I can visit him but I still worry about his fate...how can you not? Their current rooster could hurt him. Anyway, Iām so sorry!! I suggest doing it sooner than later... ā¤
,I had a similar situation. I raised Noodle ( Brahma ) from 2 weeks and I loved him, he was sweeter than my hen, Dorothy, but as he doubled in size and became aggressive to her ,it was time. I was still in denial because at 6 months he hadn't yet crowed. In my area, however, I am only allowed hens, so I found a local rescue farm and traded him for a lovely hen. I can still feel the guilt as I put him in a cage and said goodbye.
