Well folks thats it! Maria has gone to a kind of rooster heaven, no she hasnt died, just back home really, we went with her in a box out to the breeder where we got her, and as they say it took just one look, rooster!, said Raewyn. Funny how you will ignore lots of tell tale signs, like a massive comb, sickle tail feathers, constant framing up to the other chicks, in the hope that the bird you have grown attached to doesnt have to go, but alas she/he , no definately he has gone. Will he now have an identity issue, after being called Maria for two months and living with 7 girls, now he is in what raewyn calls the rooster pen, I dread to imagine what is happening for poor old Maria, as he was frightened of a butterfly, so I imagine 20+ other roosters must be like being thrown into a big fight club for him. Im sure hell do fine, he might turn out to be super tough like the boy named sue in the Johnny cash song.