Sunday, May 17, 2015

Cock Fighting Event

Well. We have encountered a problem today that we've never had before.
I looked up from my seat on the porch to see this.

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No sound but for the thudding of their bodies as they came together, the flapping of wings. I had noticed them crowing back and forth between the yards this morning but that's not unusual. The white rooster is the one we call Elvis, Jr. but which our neighbors, who are his keepers, call Foghorn Leghorn.
Who knows why roosters suddenly take it upon themselves to challenge, to fight? Does Foghorn want to expand his kingdom, his harem?
I went out and yelled at them and they paid no more attention to me than if I'd been a gnat. They were both bleeding although not badly. I got the hose out and sprayed them. That temporarily shocked them apart but then they were back at it. Mr. Moon finally came out and picked up Mick and shut him in the henhouse. He appeared to be in a trance and I guess that's how it goes.
Blood trance.

I called my next door neighbor as she's had chickens far longer than I have for advice and to tell her why her rooster is bleeding. She didn't really have any advice.
I guess the roosters are going to have to work it out. Foghorn is about twice the size of Mick. I hope he doesn't kill him. But he was in Mick's territory which might give Mick the home advantage. I don't know.
I don't know shit.
But I do know people who do! Well, the internet.
Here's a sensible sounding article.

I've let Mick out now and although he and Foghorn crowed back and forth a few times again (Foghorn returned home) Mick is back with the hens under the bird feeder.

It's felt like a weird Sunday from the get-go and now my stomach hurts. I do not like violence in any form.

So it goes.

Love...Ms. Moon


6 comments:

  1. Oosh, no, that's scary. Especially because of the violent connotation of people who goad them into it for sport.

    All is peaceful here today, at least.

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  2. I don't like violence in any form either, even when it's animals doing their thing. I am reminded me of those crazy bikers in Texas who evidently had some huge fight and so many of them were killed. We're really not very evolved, I'm afraid.

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  3. Jo- I hear you. I thought about that.

    Elizabeth- Me either, honey. We are NOT very evolved. That's just the sad damn truth.

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  4. That settles it, no chickens for me :(

    Actually, the article you linked to sounded a lot like the ones on how to introduce a new cat into the existing group of cats. I haven't managed to do that yet, either.

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  5. Eeek. I don't know what I'd do. Yeah. The hose. or carry a super soaker in your pocket.

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  6. Poor Mick! Beaten up in his own yard! Thank goodness for the hose. Hopefully they'll work out their territorialism and, like the Soviets and the United States, reach a state of détente.

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