I have a Golden Sebright rooster that is 15 weeks old. His name is Poopsie. He's a little sparkplug. He crows frequently and loudly, and tries his best to be alpha chicken. The big Welsummer rooster and several of the hens know better, and show him that he's not the boss, but he never seems to get discouraged. He's one heck of a little flyer, and loves to perch higher than anybody else. He is a classic case of Napoleon complex.
Here he is with the big rooster and some of the ladies:
Poopsie has been busy making sure there's never a dull moment for me or anybody within earshot!
I thought I would add a couple of pictures of Poopsie's youth:
And the best of all:
He used to be so cute!