Before we get in to the nitty gritty and potentially gruesome heart of this post let me say this: I love my chickens. I will always have chickens.
This post has sat in my drafts for over 2 years because I used to really care what people think. Ok, that’s a lie but I tried not to get to gruesome.
I’ve already talked you through my Alpaca Apocalypse with Meningeal Worm and told you how I rip out bleeding feathers with my bare hands. So here we go, the dark side of chicken keeping.
This is in no way intended to dissuade you from owning chickens. BUT there are two sides to every coin and chicken keeping isn’t all sunshine and rainbows.
I’ve been around chickens my whole life and I’ve had my own flock for 9ish years and I’ve seen lots of good and a fair amount of bad.
There are literally hundreds of posts telling you why to get chickens but I thought I’d let you know why you might want to think long and hard about what you’re getting yourself into.
Chickens are Assholes
You’ve heard of the pecking order right? Well it’s very aptly named. Chickens literally peck each other to establish a social order.
Some groups are more vicious than others but it’s not unheard of for a flock to starve or pick a bird at the bottom of the pecking order to death. I lost a polish hen after she was literally scalped by her flock mates in an afternoon for no apparent reason.
Preventing boredom, lots of room and keeping the rooster number down will go a long way toward preventing aggression.
Blood will set off a frenzy and wounds are like chicken crack. They just can’t get enough of them.
One of the Spitzhauben pullets broke a blood feather on her tail and within minutes she was tailess and pretty beat up. If I hadn’t stopped back to check on them she would have been killed.
There is a spray called Blukote you can buy at farm supply stores, I always have a bottle on hand. It’s a wound spray that also dyes the skin & feathers (and your hands, house, ect) a blue/violet color and it’s a life saver.
Chickens don’t save their ire for the other adults either. Sometimes hens will sit for three weeks, hatch babies and then move on with their lives leaving the chicks behind. Sometimes they kill them as they hatch.
One day I came home to find an abandoned chick chirping blindly in the corner because the other birds had pecked it’s eyes out. Again, chickens are assholes.
You are the Vet
Bumble foot, broken blood feathers, abscesses, animal (including other chickens) attacks, ascites, wry neck, internal laying, fly strike. Those are all issues I’ve had to deal with in the last few years.
It’s not even close to being a comprehensive list of problems you can have. I’ve been lucky to never have a problem with mites, lice and internal parasites or any number of serious viral infections you can bring home to your birds (think about all the bird losses from flu a few years ago).
I’ve done surgery, given medications, preformed necropsies and even kept chickens in the house (I’m looking at you Harvey) but we’ve never called a vet.
Unless you’ve got money to burn it’s just not practical. That means you become the vet.
Thankfully I lost my sense of squeamishness in college in my comparative vertebrate biology and zoology labs. I’ve pulled out feathers with my bare fingers and taken a scalpel to a chickens face to squeeze out hardened pus(again, I’m looking at you Harvey).
We’ve all very lucky to have the internet as a resource these days to diagnose and treat our chicken maladies, I recommend searching the Backyard Chicken Forum if you need help.
Along with healing sometimes you need to cull or kill an animal. It sucks, I hate it but sometimes there is no other option.
Chickens (and geese, turkeys, ducks, etc) don’t understand that you’re helping them. They have a very strong instinct to hide illness. That instinct also keeps their flock mated from killing them (see: Chickens are Assholes above for more info).
It also means you probably won’t know something is wrong until it’s really wrong. I’ve always believed a quick death is better than prolonged suffering.
A few years ago I came home to find one of my geese with it’s head twisted around very unnaturally. It was alive but very stressed, in a lot of pain and in very bad shape. I grabbed the hatchet and did what I had to.
Unless you can watch an animal suffer or you have someone on hand to do the dirty work that’s a reality you might someday face.
It’s a Girls Club
Most people keep chickens for the eggs. You know what roosters don’t do? Lay eggs.
Unless you want to hatch babies you don’t even need a rooster. I keep them for hatching and a moderate amount of flock protection, if you get a good one they’ll martyr themselves for the flock.
But chickens aren’t alligators and you can’t hatch all girls by adjusting the temperature. You can try to avoid the testosterone bonanza by ordering all pullets but it’s not 100% accurate and you’ll likely end up at some point with more boys than you want. And that means you need a plan.
Side note: the rooster:chicken ratio is a hotly debated issue in some circles and I’m not going to get into that but I will say if your birds are looking ratty and plucked it’s time for some gentlemen to go.
Back on topic: Personally I have no problem putting my birds in the freezer. But a lot of people (you might be one of them) think that’s terrible
So the next option is to try and find them “good homes” on Craigslist. Sorry guys, unless you have a magnificent rare breed rooster he’s probably going to end up in someones soup pot. Everyone has too many roosters.
You can keep extra roosters separated in a coop and usually without any ladies to fight over they’ll get along. I’m not sure why you’d want to though.
Chickens get Eaten
Humans aren’t the only ones that think chickens are delicious. Foxes, coyotes, bears, owls, hawks, neighbors dogs, your dogs. It’s pretty rough out there for a chicken.
Sometimes you won’t see anything but a puff of feathers, other times you’ll come home to a gruesome scene.
It’s sadly inevitable with free ranging chickens but even a fenced flock isn’t always safe. Remember, chicken wire won’t protect your birds! Go for hardware cloth instead.
That rooster up there? He got eaten, by me. He went after my daughter and I have too many roosters anyway. No reason to allow that behavior.
You Will Make Mistakes and Chickens Have a Death Wish
Chickens can find the dumbest way to kill themselves. You could put a chicken in an empty room and it would find a way to snap it’s neck.
I’ve come home to find a chicken dead in the alpaca water tub even though they had three full waterers and a kiddie pool available.
They will get stuck in the dumbest places, trapped in the hot sun in the one place on your property you fenced off limits to them. They’ll get their heads stuck in something.
No matter what you do, the chickens will find a way to die. And you’ll feet terrible.
Sometimes Chickens Die for No Obvious Reason
This is the most frustrating one to me. From time to time you’ll have a chicken drop dead for no apparent reason. They’ll be healthy in the morning and you’ll come home to find a dead bird.
One day I found a silver-laced Wyandotte dead on my lawn without so much as a feather out of place. She was a healthy weight and didn’t show any signs of internal laying.
I was weary of cutting into a bird that had been sitting in the hot sun for who knows how long so I didn’t do a necrospy and I still have no idea how she died. It was possibly a heart attack or even a stroke.
Chickens are Terrible Landscapers
Compared to the rest of this list this one is pretty light. Chickens are plant killing machines, they do so much more damage than the geese (they just poop all over).
No matter how much you want that pretty mulch in your flower beds the chickens would much rather have it scattered around the lawn. I have several designated dusting areas but despite that they still insist on digging up the flower and vegetable gardens.
Nothing is more tempting than a freshly seeded vegetable patch. I keep several lengths of 2×4 inch wire in the garden to lay over the beds after planting.
My vegetable garden almost fenced and I can’t wait to grow some food without fighting my chickens. I have rolls of temporary fencing that I keep on hand in hopes of finally eating some of my grapes.
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Juanita says
Your post showed up while browsing on Pinterest. I wasn’t looking for chicken stuff, but what the hey, we have 3 hens. Your post must be a godsend, because I feel HORRIBLY GUILTY when one of the hens fell and broke her neck. My husband didn’t have the heart to tell me until I got home from work what had happened: the afternoon before, I had cleaned out the hen house and didn’t fasten down the roosting bar. It fell in the middle of the night, and the weight of her companions broke her neck. He buried her while I was already at work. I cried all weekend, because it was my fault.
We started with 4 chicks, but the really awesome, double-laying hen was the brazen adventurer of them all – and flew next door into the property of the K9 officer, who enjoyed a tasty lunch. Only feathers were evidence of her existence.
The hen who replaced her (sweetest, sweetest hen) is the one whose neck broke in the fall.
We have dogs, who ignore the hens, and the hens ignore them…unless the dogs are chewing on a bone or leftovers. But we had new neighbors move in the other next door, and their dog scratched his way into our backyard and attacked one of the Girls. We caught him in the act, so he scurried home as I freaked out on him, and my husband hurried to the Internet to find out how to save her. Neosporin, lots and lots of it, plus gentle cooing and just soothing her, did the trick. Her feathers grew back, she’s just as normal as before. It’s awesome, even though that drama had a frightening beginning. The neighbors came over to apologize (they were so embarrassed!), and my husband put them at ease by asking if they wanted to come over for chicken dinner later on.
As of now, and going into our third year, we haven’t had any intestinal issues or fly strike, but I’m not dumb into pretending it couldn’t happen.
Before the Girls, we had a spa-like backyard retreat. Now the backyard is a slovenly pile of a mess. The trade off is this: we get a TON more wild birds to the backyard. A TON! We have water and feeders around the corners, near the trees, where birds can easily hop to if they feel threatened, but having the dogs and the Girls ignore each other has been an incredible boost to our impromptu wildlife sanctuary. It’s been rather cool.
We live in the Midwest Plains, and are truly a suburban backyard chicken family.
Evelyn says
Gonna be getting chickens again. You talked about some things I didn’t know about. So thanks for the information.
Amy Blanchard says
What did you do with the baby chick who’s eyes were pecked. We just had a little one that was pretty much scalped and she seems to be in a deep sleep/coma but still is chirping here and there. This happened about 8 hours ago and she hasn’t taken any water. We brought her inside and keeping her warm but are torn what to do.
Alecia says
I brought it in the house and kept it warm, it died in the night. Chickens are an odd mix of fragile and strong, I have one get hit by a car & limp around for a month before magically recovering and others drop dead over nothing.
You can try dipping it’s beak in some warm water to get it to drink.
Winfield Yount says
You know, I’m glad to see someone print some of this stuff. You always see these articles about how much fun they are and little kids holding them. I suppose it’s possible to play with one from a really young age where you can do that but otherwise they’ll come around only when they know foods coming and then walk (and poop) on your feet. They are really mean to the lower order hens. They’re dumber than a box of rocks. Ive watched then try and jam themselves through chicken wire than go through an open door that’s less than 2 feet away. The same door they came through to start. The same door all the others went out through. They dig lots of holes for dusting themselves. My 6 chickens have a quarter acre run and mowing it is like mowing a quarter acre of potholes, ha. Great article, I enjoyed it.
Teri Kramer says
You have grass? How do you keep grass?!?
Alecia says
I’m pretty sure all the goose poop keeps it going, honestly though it’s because they have a large area to range on. I have two full sized hens in a 4×8 coop (one is blind) and they kill the grass over a few days.
Elissa says
Thank you. I still have too many roosters, but it’s good to hear your story. I have been the vet. I’m not going to eat them and if one needs to be put down, I’ll have someone else do it. I have 14 separate enclosures and keep bantams separate from the larger ones.
Anna says
My goodness this post made me feel better! I’ve had chickens only since March this year and it’s been a total disaster! I obtained five adults. A month in and I came home to one very lethargic hen, and she died overnight. I received seven babies about a month later and within a week one had curly toes. I was able to fix one foot but she kept getting her brace off the other foot while I was at work and so at 10 weeks she will forever have curly toes on one foot. At around 4 weeks of age I found one of the babies had her skin slashed to the muscle from the back of her neck to the front. Long story short at 10 weeks old, we still have a chicken living in our bathroom as the other baby’s are relentlessly picking on her. I still don’t have a solution to that problem. The very first night I had ever let my pullets (at 8 weeks) range in a 10’x16′ enclosure for only two, mostly supervised, hours, right before bed a loud kerfuffle happened and a bird was missing. This happened at the brink of dusk and I cried all night long because I felt it was my fault. The very next day I came home to the neighbor’s dog who had someone found their way into the fenced in area, but thankfully not into the coop where the babies were still locked up. I wrangled the dog and took her to her home only to return and find, low and behold, my missing chicken! Almost 24 hours after her disappearance she was hanging around outside the fenced in area. In that same week I locked my adults in their coop for the night and one was breathing like she had a giant wad of snot in her throat and the very next day the same bird was spotted limping. I could ID the bumblefoot but was unsure of the best way to handle the respiratory issue so off to the vet we went and now every night I’m wrangling a bird to shove a syringe of antibiotics down her throat. I’ve had chickens for five months and it’s be a disaster every step of the way. However, they still warm my heart and make me laugh when they run their goofy run at the sight of me and a treat bag and I bring my house chicken out to the couch every night where she snuggles deeply into my neck for warmth even though she’s now too big to fit properly.
Jamie says
We have a large mixed flock and I was cleaning out the nest boxes today and found a maran hen hiding with a swollen shut eye, scalped with most of her comb gone. Picking the feathers out of the polish heads is one thing. The guilty chicken better hope I don’t find out who they are!
Anonymous says
If I know who they are I usually throw bullies, egg eaters and chick attackers out of the pen to free range and continue to feed them I have discovered that free rangers are better layers and if I the laying areas daily I can usually save the eggs. I once had a hen who would eat her previous egg before laying her next egg. I eventually sold her because she was one of my biggest hens she was bought by someone who wasn’t planning on keeping her for eggs.
Merry says
I’m so scared to get chickens now
Lorraine says
This made me laugh, having chickens for the last three years has been an emotional rollercoaster. It’s true, all the online info talks about how wonderful, fluffy and cute they are living in their poop free coops complete with window curtains.
But as we all know it’s way more trouble and heartache than this rosy picture paints. We’ve had health issues, sudden deaths, bullying, feather eating, escapes, dog attacks….the list just goes on.
We had a wonderful rooster, looked after 17 girls in the end, one day he just lay dead in the coop, stiff as a board. The girls had all gone out to play and left him there. I did invest in some chicken expert to do an autopsy to find out what happened and apparently he died of a liver infection. Who knew such a thing could happen.
Chickens are mean, ungrateful and selfish, they make a huge mess and have dug dust baths everywhere, cost a fortune (the new coop palace didn’t help the budget). And they are freeloaders as they are not producing many eggs at all. (Maybe a new rooster will help with that) BUT they crack me up, are super fun to watch, they love you when you have food in your hand. Wouldn’t be without them now.