I'm pretty upset about this whole situation, but I'll try to make this make as much sense as possible.
As many of you know, myself and my 'friend' share our chickens. They are kept at her house because she has a farm and a whole set up for them and I can't have chooks where I live. Well, what I feared would happen during the slow show season did, and she lost interest in the hobby. She stopped coming on here, started mentioning that we should sell the chickens, avoided me coming over to her house like I had the bloody plague or something, undoubtedly because she didn't want to see me face to face, because she knows how much my chooks mean to me.
Let me just tell you, they mean the world to me. My life has been a living hell lately. My christian family found out I'm gay and have pushed me away, I don't even speak while I'm at my house. I've been working nonstop trying to save up money so I can get out of my house, which has left me physically and emotionally drained. I haven't had a healthy dose of chickens for about two months because my friend makes up stupid excuses for why I can't come over, and most of my friends are back to school far away and leaving me very much alone. My chickens were the only thing I had to look forward to, seriously. I looked forward to seeing my newest group grow up, taking them to shows, winning, and playing with my lap dog of a hen, Girly. They were my little ray of sunshine.
The last couple of days a hawk killed several of our best hens, and now my friend is set on selling every single chicken as soon as possible. Even though we could keep our favorite four and put them in the smaller coop which is predator proof, which you could probably put 10 chickens in if you wanted to. But no, she says "they're used to freedom, it wont be fair". So put them in the big horse stall, I say. "No, they might get mites like last time". If we cleaned the stall more often they wouldn't. So she's set on selling all of them.
You may think it's fair for her to do this since they're on her land, but the only thing she's been complaining about is that they cost her too much money. She doesn't spend one dime on those chickens. Her mother pays for the food, and I pay for the REST. I've spent probably close to $500 in the past year alone buying chickens, buying eggs, buying coops, paying for the entry fees for shows, paying for GAS most of all driving too and from shows and picking up chickens all the time. Considering all my friend has to do is throw some food in their coops while she's out there feeding the goats anyway, and making sure they have water, I sure can't feel all that sorry for her. When she wanted to go into a new breed that I didn't like too much, I agreed, because I wanted her to stay interested in the hobby. But it was all in vain now, another $100 gone down the drain before we even had the chance to show them.
I'm sorry for telling you all about this stupid drama, but no one else gives a flying flip and I'm about to lose the only good thing I have going for me in my life right now. Coming on here just makes it worst, I love answering questions and looking at pictures of everyone's birds, but it makes my own heartache stronger... I don't know what to do.
(edited by staff)
As many of you know, myself and my 'friend' share our chickens. They are kept at her house because she has a farm and a whole set up for them and I can't have chooks where I live. Well, what I feared would happen during the slow show season did, and she lost interest in the hobby. She stopped coming on here, started mentioning that we should sell the chickens, avoided me coming over to her house like I had the bloody plague or something, undoubtedly because she didn't want to see me face to face, because she knows how much my chooks mean to me.
Let me just tell you, they mean the world to me. My life has been a living hell lately. My christian family found out I'm gay and have pushed me away, I don't even speak while I'm at my house. I've been working nonstop trying to save up money so I can get out of my house, which has left me physically and emotionally drained. I haven't had a healthy dose of chickens for about two months because my friend makes up stupid excuses for why I can't come over, and most of my friends are back to school far away and leaving me very much alone. My chickens were the only thing I had to look forward to, seriously. I looked forward to seeing my newest group grow up, taking them to shows, winning, and playing with my lap dog of a hen, Girly. They were my little ray of sunshine.
The last couple of days a hawk killed several of our best hens, and now my friend is set on selling every single chicken as soon as possible. Even though we could keep our favorite four and put them in the smaller coop which is predator proof, which you could probably put 10 chickens in if you wanted to. But no, she says "they're used to freedom, it wont be fair". So put them in the big horse stall, I say. "No, they might get mites like last time". If we cleaned the stall more often they wouldn't. So she's set on selling all of them.
You may think it's fair for her to do this since they're on her land, but the only thing she's been complaining about is that they cost her too much money. She doesn't spend one dime on those chickens. Her mother pays for the food, and I pay for the REST. I've spent probably close to $500 in the past year alone buying chickens, buying eggs, buying coops, paying for the entry fees for shows, paying for GAS most of all driving too and from shows and picking up chickens all the time. Considering all my friend has to do is throw some food in their coops while she's out there feeding the goats anyway, and making sure they have water, I sure can't feel all that sorry for her. When she wanted to go into a new breed that I didn't like too much, I agreed, because I wanted her to stay interested in the hobby. But it was all in vain now, another $100 gone down the drain before we even had the chance to show them.
I'm sorry for telling you all about this stupid drama, but no one else gives a flying flip and I'm about to lose the only good thing I have going for me in my life right now. Coming on here just makes it worst, I love answering questions and looking at pictures of everyone's birds, but it makes my own heartache stronger... I don't know what to do.
(edited by staff)