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Giving-Up a Rooster

By Audrey Pavia, Urban Farm contributor

Monday, October 15, 2012

rooster on grass

Photo by Audrey Pavia

It's time to give one of my new roosters, Henryfonda, away.

When one of my hens hatched three chicks several months ago, despite the odds, I had fingers crossed they’d all be hens. I ended up with two roosters and only one hen.

When I first got chickens, I wanted just hens; I didn’t want even one rooster. And then, suddenly, I found myself with four of them.

It turns out that I really like roosters and I’m glad that I have Mr. Mabel and Mr. Molly, but the new additions worried me. I knew, come springtime, that one of the young ones would challenge Mr. Mabel for the title of head man, and the fight would be bloody.

So when a friend of mine in town posted a note on Facebook that she was looking for a new bantam rooster to replace one she’d just lost, I was beyond ecstatic. After a few email exchanges, I decided that Henryfonda would be going to a new home. The more dominant of the two young males, he was the clear choice.

As with most big decisions in life, I had mixed feelings about giving this boy away. I’d known him since he was a day old. I’d watched him grow up. Unlike his father, Mr. Mabel, he seemed to be very sweet. Although, when Mr. Mabel was just a cockerel, he was pretty sweet, too.

But Henryfonda was showing signs he might be trouble. Unlike his brother, Liberty, Henry was already starting to crow. He would also instigate sparring games with his siblings — all signs he had a dominant personality. He would be the one most likely to try to take over the flock someday.

On the other hand, his new home would offer him the chance to be the big shot, without having to fight his way to the top. He would be the only rooster in a flock of more than a dozen hens. He would be able to free-range during the day and sleep in a nice, roomy coop at night. On the other hand, a large, red-tailed hawk, who had taken a couple of my friend’s birds over the past year, including her last rooster, frequented his new home. Still, it seemed worth the risk. Henry would have a much better quality of life for as long as he lived.

So the other night, I delivered him to his new home, where he was renamed “Bob.” We put him in the coop where his new girls were sleeping, knowing he’d wake up in the morning to a whole new and better life.

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Annie, Houston, TX
Posted: 2/20/2013 7:14:33 AM
I think most of them end up in the pot!
Galadriel, Lothlorien, ME
Posted: 1/6/2013 6:30:32 PM
Cool story, our friend next door to us, got two small roosters, but they became a stew. I grew up on a farm and I know the circle of life and death all to well. It made our friend understand that to take a life can be very difficult indeed. When we go to the store and pick up a chicken or a pound of beef,or a leg of lamb, it's usually not to bad all the plucking or cutting,and blood has been done and cleaned up all ready for you to take home.. Loosing a chicken, or Rooster to a dog, or coyote,can be hard, but like your story our animals become pets, and it's hard to let them go.. I am glad you Rooster, get a chance to become a full grown one that makes lots of sweet baby chicks this coming spring...
Amy, Bellingham, WA
Posted: 11/9/2012 7:18:28 PM

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Audrey Pavia

Audrey Pavia
Keeping farm animals in the city can be a real hoot. Follow freelance writer Audrey Pavia's adventures in Southern California with a yard full of urban livestock, including horses, chickens, a Corgi and an urban barn cat. She somehow manages all these silly critters by herself while working full-time. And you thought "The Simple Life" was out there?

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