07/10/2026
We lost one of the best today. đ
Russell Crow wasnât just a rooster. He was a pal.
He never once offered a sideways glance or acted aggressive toward us. He faithfully watched over his girls, always on alert and always doing his job. Heâd follow me (Brittany) on walks around the property, sit nearby while I ate lunch, and simply enjoy being in our company. Never underfoot, never demanding attention. Just quietly content to be close by, keeping a watchful eye on everything around him.
I canât help but feel some guilt.
Back in April, we discovered a fox den on our property. When I called Animal Control, I was told that relocating the kits wasnât an option and that the recommended solution was to dispatch them. I just couldnât bring myself to do that. They were babies, and I hoped that if we adjusted how we managed the chickens, we could peacefully coexist until the foxes matured and moved on.
We changed routines, kept a closer eye on the flock, and did our best. It wasnât perfect, but I truly hoped it would be enough.
Today, it wasnât.
Russell Crow gave everything he had protecting his flock, exactly as he always did. Thatâs who he was to the very end.
Rest easy, buddy. Thank you for every morning crow, every walk, every lunch companion, and every moment you spent faithfully watching over your family. You were a very good rooster, and youâll be missed more than you could ever know. â¤ď¸đ
