His name is Butch. Before we knew "he" was a rooster, we called her b###h because she was so aggressive, chasing all the hens, being a jerk. One day I heard this crazy crow, then "she" started jumping hens...also had the pointy saddle feathers. ROOSTER! We have a Plymouth Barred Rock, Ole, who is our #1 rooster, just because he claims it. Butch is just a little rambunctious teenager with a lot of hormones. He seems quite happy and he's mighty handsome in a rooster sort of way!
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