Saying goodbye to my flock

Oncoming Storm · Jun 7, 2021

Now, I’m not getting out of chickens, but I’m saying goodbye to the flock I’ve been building and caring for the past four years. Long story short, my parents are splitting up and I moved out with my mom. Out of my 20+ strong flock, I only managed to get two of my birds, one because she was broody and had a chick and the other because he’s crippled and I know my dad wouldn’t take the time to cater to his needs. I was able to get three chicks a little over a month ago from another broody hen. One absolutely breaks my heart because it’s my very first third generation bird and he’s a cockerel. The house I live in is more of a neighborhood and I’m lucky my neighbors tolerate me even having one rooster. In the flock I'm losing is one of my very first chickens from my first ever go at chickens. I now have a small flock of young birds along with my two that I brought. One of these young birds was hatched from my flock and I have one pullet out of the three chicks I got. So my OG flock isn’t completely gone, but I’ll miss seeing my beautiful free ranged flock, the birds that I raised and put my heart into. I love my new flock and they tolerate me much more than my original flock (the free ranged flock is much more skittish), but I’ll miss them. Even the evil roosters who I was sure wanted me dead.