When 14 is not enough: Cock’s Fight

Two roosters and fourteen hens
Seems like there’s plenty to share,
But those roosters just don’t care
To divide between them seven and seven,
Neat and tidy, half and half
No sense of humor they won’t even laugh,
Instead it’s to  a cock fight they go
Swaggering and shaking their feathers you know,
While they tuck their heads down then jump up high
Spurs digging into necks, pecking at eyes!!!

~~~~~ poor rhyming verse aside, it’s amazing that they won’t divide up the bounteous booty and feel the need to have it All to themselves.  We’ve got one rooster (a mix of silver hamburg and delaware that a broody hen hatched a couple of years back) locked in the garden for now with two brahma’s and two buff rocks that are too heavy to fly over the walls, and the other rooster (copper maran mix up that the same mama hen hatched, so they’re Brothers y’all!! . .. . ) is out and about with the golden and silver hamburgs, auracanas,  and speckled sussexes . . . . yet this morning the white rooster had escaped through a crack in the gate and Monkey Eyes found them in their 4th fight, so he caged the one and they KEPT ON FIGHTING through the cage!!  For real??  So we’ve patched the gate and he’s back in the garden but there’s something up I tell you . . . . other than cocks a fighting . . . . here’s a photograph Monkey Eye’s got before we re-gardened the one rooster . …