Sometimes I hate roosters.

I probably brought this on myself by being oh so complimentary about Rosecombs the other evening when chatting with A.R. I mentioned how compared to other breeds they are relatively non-aggressive, and not prone to doing stupid things like deciding that they want to kill each other, after having lived with each other forever.

So I went out to feed this afternoon and what did I see peering down at me from the roosts of the conditioning coop? Two bloody roosters... Arg! The DAY BEFORE THE BIGGEST SHOW and they have to pull a stupid stunt like that. They have lived with each other forever. I house my roosters in pairs, because they always get along so well. Stupid roosters!

I will still take them to the show, I need to try to sell them.

#$%&!!!