So far, I have killed two roosters. The first, because he was beating on the hens, they were scared to death of him. And now, the other, because he almost killed the other rooster, who I have had much longer. He was a good rooster, overzealous though, the hens liked him (though they were all becoming featherless, on their backs and behinds)
but once he established dominance over the Banty, he wouldn't let it go. The banty doesnt fertilize the eggs, but I couldn't watch him getting beat on, it was very hard to maintain two different coops, which is what I had been doing for the past week. I was hoping after the little guy healed (which he did nicely) and the Big Turken realized he was boss, I could blend the flock back together, and leave it go. But the Turken was going for blood.
This is just an attempt to release my guilt I guess. I have chickens for eggs, and pleasure. I have decided to avoid these decisions in the future, to stick with one rooster. Glad to have somewhere to vent a little, I know I am goofy about my chickens. I feel like I am jumping the gun on killing them, but they are chickens, bred for a certain death, at one time or another, and me being the keeper of the flock, has to play God, deciding who lives and who goes. A better solution would have been to find a good home for the little guy, there was no one nearby to take him (Thanks to kickinchickin for offering, didn't know how to get him from Montana to Rhode Island!)
Thats all...
but once he established dominance over the Banty, he wouldn't let it go. The banty doesnt fertilize the eggs, but I couldn't watch him getting beat on, it was very hard to maintain two different coops, which is what I had been doing for the past week. I was hoping after the little guy healed (which he did nicely) and the Big Turken realized he was boss, I could blend the flock back together, and leave it go. But the Turken was going for blood.
This is just an attempt to release my guilt I guess. I have chickens for eggs, and pleasure. I have decided to avoid these decisions in the future, to stick with one rooster. Glad to have somewhere to vent a little, I know I am goofy about my chickens. I feel like I am jumping the gun on killing them, but they are chickens, bred for a certain death, at one time or another, and me being the keeper of the flock, has to play God, deciding who lives and who goes. A better solution would have been to find a good home for the little guy, there was no one nearby to take him (Thanks to kickinchickin for offering, didn't know how to get him from Montana to Rhode Island!)
Thats all...