The last of our three original baby chicks died yesterday. She was a little over a year old. I found her dead in the coop. Those three, “the girls”, were so cute and would come running whenever we went outside. I was surprised by how much you liked them.Now I am left with the two we got in Belmopan. I’m certain the white one is a rooster. He certainly isn’t tame and runs from me! When he begins to crow I will take and give him to someone in the village. The little hen can go with him. That will be the end of the chicken experiment. It was short lived. I gave them a clean coop, fresh water and commercial feed every day. There must be more to it.