The coming of "D Day"

A couple of weeks went by, and still no eggs. My friends were telling me it just wasn't a good idea to have three roosters and they may even fight, injure, or kill each other. Wow! I hadn't signed up for that! So...I had to do some thinking about this.

Meanwhile, Gary asked the neighbors if they wanted a chicken dinner....and they came over with a cat carrier to catch one of the roosters. I wasn't sure about this but knew it needed to be done, so I helped them catch one...he was the biggest (as big as a small turkey). And, they took him away. They said they would do the deed when I was at work and invite me to dinner. I declined the dinner invitation but was glad they were considerate of the fact that I was not too keen on my chicken being someone's dinner.  So, now we had two roosters and two hens...what would happen now.

Days passed....still no eggs. I decided that maybe my girls needed a "mentor" to teach them the ropes, so I started looking for a couple of 1-2 year old hens to "teach" them. I found a gal about one hour away that was thinning her brood so that she and her husband could get away sometimes. This sounded like the perfect match so Gary and I loaded up the dog kennel and off we went to check out these girls.

We really liked the birds; one americauna, one mixed breed (small), and one barred rock that was very feisty. We brought them home and merged the birds. Immediately, both roosters cornered each hen and mated with them, then let them be. The new birds appeared to be stressed by all this "attention" so I stayed out and watched for awhile. The action continued and the new girls headed in the hen house for some quiet.  They seemed okay in there so I let them be for the night.

The next day, I went out and found that the new hens would not come out of the house, and only our original four Brahmas were free ranging out in the yard. No matter how I tried to coax the new ones, they declined the offer and would run back inside.  Hmmm...what to do? I decided to let them be for a second day, as they were getting down to the ground to feed and get water...just not going outside.

The third day, I went out and picked up each bird to take her outside. And this time, both roosters started to gang up on them again. That really annoyed me! I ran after the roosters until I caught one and hollered for the neighbors to come get him. I told them I was "over it" and he needed to go. They were glad I figured it out and were happy to get the beautiful bird.

After that, we now only had one rooster and five hens (between our original two brahmas and the three additions).  I was eager to see what would happen next. They seemed to get along okay, with the normal pecking to find order. Would we get any eggs now?

Yes, a day later, low and behold...our first egg was laid. And, not by the "mentors"....oh no. It was given by one of our Brahmas; Joan River's sister, who we decided to call "Betty White".  Now, that's exciting! We were on our way!

And, I think I'll ask my hubby to build a bigger nesting box...it looks like our hen is a little on the cramped side in that box.