My Mom of course was around farming and ranching all of her life. She loved the chickens. She loved to hear the roosters crow, and the hens cackle. They actually produced many eggs commercially among other things up until the time I was 2 years old. It was a quite a business for them. We moved when I was 2 years old, and after that they kept 15 or 20 hens to lay eggs and we ate lots of eggs. They would each spring get 100 chickens, then they would butcher and eat all the young roosters, and some of the hens sometimes. When my uncle lived with us for a while before he died, he boiled a lot of eggs so that he could have some to eat. Our kids got mixed up and took some of his boiled eggs and left him the uncooked raw eggs! He gave them a lecture on how you can put eggs in water to see if they are boiled or not!
I saw banti chickens in someone's barn when I was a little boy, but I have never had any experience with them. Anyway Carol wanted some, so our kids who live 3 hours away from us gave her 2 banti hens and a banti rooster, so she is having fun with them. It was nice of our daughter to give our youngest daughter a hen to take the place of the one that died. She wants to be friends with her, and I think it will work, because our youngest daughter is a very forgiving, loving person, but I can't say the same for her daughter. You do that kid wrong, and she is your enemy forever!