This weekend Mr. Ranger Sir and I had plans to to cull the roosters from our not so tiny flock on his only day off for the next few weeks. Instead of the wonderful early summer weather we had planned for, we had wind, rain, and cold temperatures. We decided that we were not going to stand outside and butcher under those conditions just to get rid of the roosters.
No one needs as many roosters as we have. We have leftover packing peanuts from when our baby chicks were shipped to us. After years of never getting a wrong sexed bird, we got two this year. So we are feeding lots of chickens for no other purpose to fatten them up. Our roosters were finally just large enough to butcher. Now seemed like a good time because their personalities have not turned nasty towards humans, dogs, one another or the hens. Except for two of them, they are big ugly roosters, the male counter part of sex linked hybrids. Ok…ok…ugly might be to0 harsh of a word but they are definitely not handsome roosters like the barred rock or the gold laced wyandotte. The fact we decided not to put ourselves out in such adverse weather conditions means the roos have received a reprieve not a pardon. Next date the bus leaves for a freezer camp is sometime after the 7th of July. Lets hope everything stays peaceful until then and we don’t regret our decision.