I did my best. The sole motivation for the cull was to enable pullets and hens with unfulfilled broody instincts to express that natural behaviour, where we’ve reached carrying capacity of the land on which they live (so buying yet another mobile coop would not solve the problem). Of the 3 broodies currently, 2 are pullets and 1 a hen who raised a chick last year. So hens who’ve already had a shot or two at raising a brood were in the frame, and I needed to reduce the number of males too to keep a sensible gender balance.
I weighed up lots of options, and changed my mind many times about who to keep and who not. In the end, the hens who left were selected because I think 2 of them would prefer to live in a flock without males, and two of them have already raised broods here (one counts on both scores). I also factored in what might be useful / attractive for the new keepers: the three are different breeds laying different colour eggs, so they can easily tell them apart, and know who’s laying. They also vary in age: 2, 3 & 6. They include Maria, the erstwhile matriarch, who has actually stepped back from that role since last autumn (when last year’s cockerels started jerk phase) and I think in her dotage she will much prefer a small, and male-free, flock to run. (Venka has been acting matriarch through the winter and spring, and she’s still here.) The cockerel that’s gone was 3rd in command here and fully ready for a flock of his own, which is what his new keeper wanted, so that was perfect match.
I brought Chirk’s life to an end, after nearly a year living mostly in confinement, afraid of the other males and often, I think, lonely. I still ponder whether what I did last June was the right or the wrong thing to do; would it have been kinder to let him slip away then instead of giving him intensive care to bring him back from the brink? I think maybe it would, but I didn’t know then how it would pan out. The other termination was the ever-unpopular pop door bully, who usually spent the night alone in a coop, leading everyone else to crowd into the other three. Only two, both higher-ranking hens dared share a food bowl with her either. She was a pain in the neck to all, and raised several broods over her relatively long life (6), so I don’t feel guilty about terminating her life now to make way for younger bullied birds to have chicks of their own.
When the two broody pullets break and recover condition, and everyone's settled into the new dynamic (it seems very calm this morning), I'll let someone sit for real, and they can all enjoy the sense that the flock is strong and growing, instead of the current 2 futile incubations.