Ridding Myself of Roosters

Here's how my chicken life has gone so far:

1. Mid April: Arrival of 4 peeps that were supposed to be sexed. One DOA.

2. Early May: Purchase of one hen to replace DOA bird.

3. Late May: Discovery that one of the original peeps is a rooster. Rehome it to another backyard chicken farmer who will eventually turn it into dinner.

4. Early June: Purchase two new hens to replace the rooster and add to the flock.

5. Mid June: Discover one of the two newest "hens" is also a rooster! Curse my luck. Rehome rooster to my uncle who will sell it at auction.

6. Mid June: Purchase one more hen to have a complete flock of five birds.

I have had the absolute worst luck with roosters!! (In the last rooster incident, I think the farmer I bought them from was taking advantage of what he considered a noob to chickens. I would've seen it was likely a rooster right away, but I sent Hubby to complete the transaction.)

Final tally right now: Five chickens in my coop, and I am almost 100% positive they are all hens. Thank goodness.