What horrid neighbors they were, I hope they never have animals again.Here's my rather long story, if you like reading (skip to the end for my reason)...
My neighbors had chickens and did not take care of them. They had 20-30 chickens in a rather small enclosure. Something got in there and killed all but 6. 5 of those chickens got out of the enclosure and were wandering around their yard as well as mine. The sixth chicken was left in there with the dead ones, sick or injured. We let the sick chicken out and never saw her again, she probably died somewhere. Those 20-25ish dead chickens laid there all winter, and my neighbors didn't care to clean them up. They had 2 ducks as well, and their pool was almost empty and had dead chickens in them, and what water was left was disgusting. The remaining 5 chickens and 2 ducks I took care of, since my neighbors didn't. 3 roosters and 2 hens. I got chicken scratch (not the most nutritious, I know, but I knew nothing about chickens at the time) and fed the chickens twice a day. I gave some to the ducks as well, who were on the other side of the fence. I put a pizza pan in their yard and would fill it with warm water. They loved it. When the water froze I would weave my hands through the chain link fence and break the ice out, then fill it back up. The chickens would roost in my trees. One hen even started laying and we got an egg everyday or every other day (I assume she got enough calcium from foraging). She was very sweet and I named her Ally. I wanted more chickens to go along with them, so we started building a chicken coop. About that time my neighbors cleaned up the dead chickens and took back their 5. This likely happened because we called the sheriff or the animal control about their dog being in small (and I mean small) cage outside the whole day (they didn't take care of their dogs either, their shelter through the winter was terrible). Honestly this broke my heart because I knew they would die. And they did. My neighbors then decided to give up chickens and get a cow and 3 goats, and they just stuck them in there in the chicken coop and run, which was already small for their chickens. The cow had something wrong with it and couldn't walk right. One of the goats died, too, and it just laid there and decomposed. They have since moved out (THANK GOD) but the chicken bones and goat skeleton remain.
I got chickens because I loved taking care of my neighbor's chickens, especially Ally because she was so sweet. Maybe it was also partly because I wanted to do better than my neighbors in the sense that I wanted to see my chickens be healthy and happy and thrive. So in the end a positive thing came out of a negative thing.
What a blessing you are!
The world needs more like you!