Today we gave up our roosters. I'm really sad and resentful. I resent the city for not allowing Roosters when dogs are constant with their loud yelps and disturbing barks all day. Our 4 month old just found his voice a couple of weeks ago. My heart dropped. We though we had 2 hens! We spend time with them every day, socializing, sharing treats, and being a perch for Jasmin. She/he loved to be on our shoulders. Ginger was the grumbler. He tolerated us. Once Ginger found his big strong voice, he would crow 6 times a day. I knew it was only going to be days before complaints start and then we would be forced to find a new home for them. To avoid hating a neighbor for calling the city, we proactively started looking for a new home for the two. My 10 year old daughter thought it would be bad to split the siblings up. Such a mature decision. So we found a bird rescue just outside the city limits. During the few weeks of looking for a place and delaying the inevitable, our other one started crowing! It was a different sounding one. It was only half the length of the other. It was just like when he started crowing. it sounded like he was experimenting with it until he perfected it. For the last week, I was hopeful that SHE was just mocking him and thought we could keep her and we would find her a cuddle buddy. Well, that didn't happen. We took both to the bird rescue. I wanted to keep them together. Mostly due to my own difficulty to co-mingle or socialize with others. We placed them both in a cat carrier and drove to the place. They gently talked the whole way. Once we arrived, the sound of large birds surrounded us. Peacocks, hawks, owls, ducks, roosters, and vultures. All in large pens throughout what looked like 10 acres. When it came time to take them out of the cat carrier, they did not want to come out! The sounds of big birds must of scared them. At first, it seemed perfect. I thought they would love it here and more importantly, not be cooked for dinner. They will be corintened (sp?) inside a 2x2 for two week before going out to the chicken area. The fact that the pecking order worries me, I became more worried after seeing how many other roosters there were. Im now very confused about my choice. I feel like I abandoned family.