I had to sell some roosters and chicks and for some reason it was particularly hard this time around. My favorite little rooster peanut had to go to a new home as well as a rooster we have had for 3 years, a few 4 month old roos that had grown on me the past 4 months, and a total of 17 one month old chicks which I had planned to sell. One of the chicks was the first to be raised with the flock by my bantam leghorn pearl. After Junior (the chick) left pearl cried and cried, frantically looking all over for her beloved junior. It literally broke my heart. I picked her up ,sat in a lawn chair with her in my lap and cried with her telling her i was soo sorry for taking her baby from her. I have sold birds for awhile now and most are pretty easy to part with especially when you seem to hatch out mostly roos.
After the chicks left in the morning I had another friend coming to pick up some adult roos which I decided to part with due to the hens getting too tattered and the noise factor but as far as getting along goes everyone got along just fine. Crash my older rooster was really on my list for a few years now due to him attacking people and children but lately it was like he knew he was gonna have to leave and has been greeting me in the driveway everyday I come home from work. He let me pet and hold him without going nuts on my face like he had previously and was just generally alot more friendly then he had ever been. I miss his crow already
Mr peanut was a serama roo I hatched under a hen last october. He was a PQ boy due to his size but his type was excellent. Because of his size and the fact he was quite noisey I decided to part with him. My little serama hen (peanuts mother) had been taking off with her son on a daily basis, they hung out together everyday all day but come roost time they would sleep seperate. He would find her treats and treat her like a queen. When he was 3 weeks old she decided she wanted to leave him and join the adults so I let her and I hand raised him. He went to a school with me for show and tell. It was a group of 1st graders. He was such a huge hit. All the kids could handle him and he just loved every minute of it. When it came time to let him free range he changed and no longer wanted anything to do with me... Not too long after his mother had started pulling herself out of the serama flock and hanging out with her son again as if to say she was sorry that she had abandoned him when he was so young.
When the friend came to get the adults we spent a good half hour trying to run around the yard and catch him in a fishing net, during the chase I stopped for a brief moment and cried. I never wanted to part with him even tho I knew i needed to. Previously when I had tried to rehome him it always fell thru so I took it as a sign that he was meant to stay here but this time the transaction was already in progress and it was too late to turn back.
I can't seem to stop feeling guilty and crying about them. The babies aren't so hard to part with because they are only here a short time and don't have a chance to grow on you, well some anyway lol. My point is just when you think it gets easier you have a day like today and wonder why you are even rasing chickens in the first place when it is sooo hard to part with those special ones. I am hoping venting about this will help me get over it and move on so ty for letting me vent.
After the chicks left in the morning I had another friend coming to pick up some adult roos which I decided to part with due to the hens getting too tattered and the noise factor but as far as getting along goes everyone got along just fine. Crash my older rooster was really on my list for a few years now due to him attacking people and children but lately it was like he knew he was gonna have to leave and has been greeting me in the driveway everyday I come home from work. He let me pet and hold him without going nuts on my face like he had previously and was just generally alot more friendly then he had ever been. I miss his crow already
Mr peanut was a serama roo I hatched under a hen last october. He was a PQ boy due to his size but his type was excellent. Because of his size and the fact he was quite noisey I decided to part with him. My little serama hen (peanuts mother) had been taking off with her son on a daily basis, they hung out together everyday all day but come roost time they would sleep seperate. He would find her treats and treat her like a queen. When he was 3 weeks old she decided she wanted to leave him and join the adults so I let her and I hand raised him. He went to a school with me for show and tell. It was a group of 1st graders. He was such a huge hit. All the kids could handle him and he just loved every minute of it. When it came time to let him free range he changed and no longer wanted anything to do with me... Not too long after his mother had started pulling herself out of the serama flock and hanging out with her son again as if to say she was sorry that she had abandoned him when he was so young.
When the friend came to get the adults we spent a good half hour trying to run around the yard and catch him in a fishing net, during the chase I stopped for a brief moment and cried. I never wanted to part with him even tho I knew i needed to. Previously when I had tried to rehome him it always fell thru so I took it as a sign that he was meant to stay here but this time the transaction was already in progress and it was too late to turn back.
I can't seem to stop feeling guilty and crying about them. The babies aren't so hard to part with because they are only here a short time and don't have a chance to grow on you, well some anyway lol. My point is just when you think it gets easier you have a day like today and wonder why you are even rasing chickens in the first place when it is sooo hard to part with those special ones. I am hoping venting about this will help me get over it and move on so ty for letting me vent.
