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Salt Lake Man’s Rooster Crisis Derails Backyard Farm Plan

A suburban man’s off-grid dreams spiraled into chaos when his backyard chicken project turned into a full-blown rooster uprising forcing his vegan wife to call an animal sanctuary.

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Salt Lake man feeds chicken in his backyard.

Vegan wife calls animal sanctuary after backyard self-reliance experiment turns into suburban bird crisis.

MURRAY, UT — After months of watching YouTube videos of men building log cabins with hand tools and smoking deer meat over open fires, Bryce Hamilton decided it was time to live off the land. He started by selling his Sugar House bungalow.

“My ancestors didn’t have central air,” said Hamilton. “They had no running water. They were tough. They survived on root vegetables. And they didn’t rely on Costco.”

In January, Hamilton relocated to a half-acre lot in Murray, into what he proudly calls a “barn-style homestead.” His wife, Allison — a proud vegan and animal rights advocate — was less enthusiastic about the barn aesthetic and even less excited about the chickens. She called it capitalistic exploitation of chickens.

“She wanted to stay in Sugar House. I wanted to grow potatoes and not rely on grocery stores run by corporations,” Bryce explained. “Compromise is the cornerstone of marriage.”

The “barnstead,” as Bryce dubbed it, quickly filled with raised garden beds, a homemade compost system, and jars to pickle vegetables no one asked for. But Bryce’s real dream was protein self-sufficiency. Enter the chicken project.

In March, Hamilton drove to a local farm supply store and returned with eleven baby chicks, confidently stating they were “all hens,” per the word of a teenager named Tanner who “seemed trustworthy.”

For three months, the chickens flourished in a coop Bryce designed and built based on YouTube videos. But by early June, the truth began to crow . Loudly.

Nine of the eleven chickens were roosters.

“It started at 5am,” said neighbor Kathy Holmstead. “One would crow, then another. Then all nine joined in like it was some kind of feathered choir from hell.”

The noise became unbearable. Neighbors filed complaints. One man attempted to drown out the birds by blasting smooth jazz from his garage. Police were called twice.

Under pressure from the neighborhood and with a fridge still devoid of eggs Bryce made a decision: the roosters had to go. And not to a new home.

“I figured if I raised them, I could harvest them,” he said. “That’s how the system is supposed to work. Circle of life. No waste.”

Allison was horrified.

“He wanted to slaughter them,” she said. “This is murder, not harvest. We harvest vegetables. These birds had names. I crocheted them little scarves for winter.”

A standoff ensued. Bryce stood in the garden holding a hatchet. Allison held her phone, threatening to call Feathered Hope Animal Sanctuary.

Within hours, rescue volunteers arrived and began transporting the roosters into crates, as one protestor in a chicken costume stood on the sidewalk holding a sign that read, Roosters are Chickens Too.

The story quickly spread on social media under the hashtag #RoosterGateMurray, and animal rights groups praised Allison’s quick action. Bryce, meanwhile, was issued a formal warning by the city for “noise violations and intent for unsanctioned poultry processing.”

“I’m not anti-self-reliant,” Allison told reporters. “I just don’t want to live in a horror film splattered with the blood of innocent creatures!”

The eight rescued roosters now reside at a sanctuary in Moab. The remaining rooster, named Buckminster, has been fitted with a no-crow collar and now sleeps indoors in Allison’s separate bedroom.

As for Bryce, he says he’s moving on from chickens.

“I’ve been looking into goats,” he said. “Milk, meat, land management. Way more sustainable.” U

*Photo by Heinz Klier

*Editor’s Note: This article is a work of satire and is intended for entertainment and commentary purposes only. While it may reference real places or echo real events, the characters and situations are fictionalized for humor and reflection. At Utah Stories, we believe that sometimes the absurd reveals more truth than the facts alone.

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