Do you ever get that feeling, “It’s either feast or famine”? I distinctly had that feeling in November. We decided to raise double the amount of meat chickens for November since it was our last process date of the year. We chose the best roosters to leave with the laying hens; one for each pasture and the rest were processed for meat.
The next morning we couldn’t find our big rooster with our oldest laying hens; he was taken by an owl that night. Not long after our red rooster was gone from the adjacent pasture {we believe it was a hawk}. We went from having too many roosters to not enough in 24hours.
Going from literally having our pick of the litter to being understaffed in the rooster department was a little disheartening. Knowing our girls weren’t as safe without the protection of a rooster was too.
I think it’s easy to be frustrated in either circumstance; too much or too little. Sort of like in single life when too many boys are calling it's confusing but when no one is calling it's depressing. So I think it’s important to recognize when something goes abnormally well, with the right timing and design.
The next morning we couldn’t find our big rooster with our oldest laying hens; he was taken by an owl that night. Not long after our red rooster was gone from the adjacent pasture {we believe it was a hawk}. We went from having too many roosters to not enough in 24hours.
Going from literally having our pick of the litter to being understaffed in the rooster department was a little disheartening. Knowing our girls weren’t as safe without the protection of a rooster was too.
I think it’s easy to be frustrated in either circumstance; too much or too little. Sort of like in single life when too many boys are calling it's confusing but when no one is calling it's depressing. So I think it’s important to recognize when something goes abnormally well, with the right timing and design.
A little while ago Robert found a flock of rogue roosters in our back yard. Not terribly uncommon around here for someone’s pets to wonder over so he chased them back across the street and let it go. A week later neighbors called asking if our roosters were in their yard. Yep, same group except they were down to two now and a street over from where they began. Apparently they were after the ladies; the next day one made it into the pasture with the red hens. Robert threw the other in with the oldest girls. No one had claimed them for weeks and they were becoming a nuisance to others, but for us, they were exactly what we needed. So far they haven’t attacked any humans, protect their flock and seem rather tame. I think they’re both beautiful and am thankful they’re not aggressive {I hate fighting roosters…just not really my thing}.
I feel in this world of feast or famine it's important to recognize when the Lord delivers exactly what we needed when we needed it; I am grateful for these new boys and they seem grateful for their new home in return.
Don't you think they fit right in?
I feel in this world of feast or famine it's important to recognize when the Lord delivers exactly what we needed when we needed it; I am grateful for these new boys and they seem grateful for their new home in return.
Don't you think they fit right in?
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