I feel so terribly bad. Horrible, actually. I culled one of the new chicks. It had an eye deformity and I think it was mostly blind. This afternoon I noticed a big tuft of fluff was pulled from its back. I saw it sort of eating, or it looked like it might have been picking at things, but it wasn't right and I have so many other chicks to take care of and I didn't want a deformed, blind bird to have to worry about. I feel so terribly guilty. I have never killed anything in my whole life, except once I hit a duck with my car because it flew into me. Please someone help me put this into perspective.