We had two bantam Cochin cockerels that were absolutely out of control and I knew they had to go - I called them the Mischief Makers, hubby called them the Mad Imp Rapists. They tried to mate with everything - the ducks, standard sized hens, rabbits and one kept going after one of our Basset Hounds. Thankfully, the Basset was scared to death of them and ran away. He's a wimp, though. They even went after us! You couldn't walk outside without one of them running up to you and attacking your feet. There wasn't a day go by one of the little imps didn't peck at the back of my legs or toes, thankfully I wear galoshes. This morning, they were zipping around the outside of the bantam pen, wiping out as the nimble ladies made the curve, our HUGE Cochin rooster on their heels. I cannot even begin to tell you how many times they got the crap beat out of them by the targets of their unwanted attention. You had to admire their tenacity, they'd leave you in stitches with their antics. We delivered them to a friend's freezer camp tonight. I knew it was getting serious when hubby volunteered to dispatch them. Best thing, I know. I'm sure all the chickens and ducks will be happier now that they are gone, less stress and all that. But somehow, the barnyard is going to be a bit too quiet. Anyone else with a Problem Chicken story to share?