We have too many roosters. About a half dozen. (Give or take one. They never line up, so I’m not sure exactly.) They’re nice roosters. No more mean ones. But they’re hard on the hens. I’ve lived on a farm long enough, and experienced the benefits of home-grown long enough, to think a real farmer would eat them. But I can’t. They’re my friends.
But they’re hard on the hens.
I’ll never get another box of chicks that’s not sexed. Though two of the roosters we have came from sexed boxes, so I know that’s not perfect. (But it helps.) I’ve thought about getting a set of meat chicks, just for eating. Put them in a separate chicken house (which we don’t have right now), and never look them in the eye.
I love my chickens.
But I buy chicken from the store. I know that makes no sense.