A few weeks ago, my husband told me that the roosters were waking him up too early and that they had to go. That was the deal when we agreed to hatch chickens but I wasn’t quite ready for them to go. I guess I would never be quite ready.
I have loved being part of the chicken hatching process.
I have loved watching the mother hen protect her babies.
I have loved watching the chicks grow.
I have loved watching how the chicks coped with the mean Helen Hen.
I have loved watching the chicks first free range outing
I have loved (and horrified at the same time) watching mother hen abandon her chicks.
I have loved watching the chicks become part of the main brood.
I have loved hearing the roosters crow.
I have loved watching the chicks making their decision of when to sleep with the big girls.
I have loved watching the girls mature.
But nevertheless, two weeks ago I advertised my chicks on Trademe website, which is New Zealand’s equivalent to Ebay. I advertised them as two pair, Howie and Harry Hen-Boys, and Hedvig and Harriett Hen-Chicks. I would keep Hazel Hen-Chick (with the curled toe).
Neither of the pairs sold that first week so I took this as a sign that they should stay with me , but my husband had other ideas. So the chicks were relisted on Trademe for one more week. We agreed if they didn’t sell that week, I would “get rid” of the roosters the following weekend and keep the girls until they started to lay.
At the end of that second week on Trademe, both pairs of chicks sold. Huge mixed emotions!
But after meeting the people who bought them, I couldn’t have been happier. I couldn’t have chosen a better home for my chicks. They will be loved and they are all together. I decided that because the four chicks were going to the one home, I felt it was nicer for Hazel Hen-Chick to go with her brothers and sisters.
And I had the most amazing surprise the day before the chicks left for their new home. Two of the girls laid their first egg for me. What a generous gift.