The aggressor in the Roo Wars has been positively identified, and is now on the agenda for a one-way trip to Camp Crock-Pot. As I thought, it's the Dominique/Sussex cross. He's big and lovely, and has a nice rose comb that would be handy in chicks, but he's nasty towards the other boys, and he's getting rough with the hens. Papa Captain Morgan is up on the roosts tonight, so he's pretty well back to normal physically, but he's still terrified of the Dom cross, as the beastly thing keeps going after him unprovoked. A little blustering and scuffling is one thing, but constant full-fledged battling won't be tolerated. I have to go close the duckehs up in the coop, and will be putting the culprit in the dog kennel so he can be sent to Camp Crock-Pot in the morning. I have plenty of roosters - no jerks allowed! Besides, I have a hankering for Annoying Rooster and dumplings.