Anyway, we loaded her up and sent her off to the ranch. And no, not the kind of ranch you're thinking of. An actual ranch where my cousins live. And speaking of cousins, mine were kind enough to trade us straight up for one of their hens! Isn't that great? Now I can still have four chickens AND not get woken up at 5:00 AM by rooster-hen!
Allow me to introduce you to Lilly II. She is an Australorp and as far as we can tell, very quiet. Very non-rooster-ish. We hope she likes it here.
Lilly II is currently being quarantined on the other side of the yard. The experts recommend quarantining for at least 30 days but uhhh, we're not going to be doing that. In an effort to balance prudence and practicality we'll probably quarantine for a couple of days and then introduce her to the ladies. I'll let you know how that goes since introducing a new hen means they have to revamp the pecking order and all that jazz. Unless the results are gruesome. Which I'm sure they won't be. But, you know, if they are I won't tell you about it.
So, farewell Rooster-Hen. I would say that we'll miss you but right now I'm looking at the scab on my hand from when you bit me so...have a nice life.