It turned out that Daisy was indeed a rooster. Due to city ordinances, we couldn't keep him in city limits. We put up Craigslist adds selling him, but no one responded. We couldn't bring ourselves to eat him either, he was such a sweet boy. His giant size made him so clumsy and funny. Constantly he would be tripping over his own feet. We also feared that if we sold Daisy, Violet would constantly be loud. Screaming for her only friend in the flock.
Eventually we contacted a guy who wanted to take them in. He ran a kind of sanctuary for fowl. Out in the hills north of Sacramento he had hundreds of chickens and ducks. We felt confident he would treat the pair right, as he seemed greatly excited to have them. (We later heard from him, saying that they had chicks!) We were sad to lose them, but it was for the best. It also helped knowing that they weren't someone's dinner.
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