Yesterday, I delivered all my roosters to a new home. They had to go in a hurry, because the two mornings before we were awoken by crowing at 6am. Not good. Yes, out of the last batch of chicks I hatched, 3 out of 4 were roosters! I don't like those odds at all. It is a good thing I don't buy lottery tickets. In total, 6 out of 9 chicks I hatched this year were roosters. Which has left me with just 3 hens when I wanted 4. But that's ok, because it means I can hatch some more next year to fill the quota.
Now this little black hen is all by her lonesome after her brothers left. The older two hens don't hang out with her and I feel bad for the little one. She is so little too, compared to how big her brothers were.