If Cass doesn't want him I think I'll take him off your hands. Papa Captain Morgan is rapidly becoming a nuisance, as he's starting to challenge us constantly, and I'm getting royally tired of his nonsense. He tried to fight me twice yesterday - when he pulled his crap the second time and tried to flog me, I went after him fully intending to introduce him to the Cone of Silence. However, they have about a quarter-acre to wander in when they aren't in the run, so I couldn't get my hands on him. Alan says he was following him around the other day as well - every time Alan turned around, the blasted bird was right there giving him the stinkeye. He's good to the hens, and does his job well, but the new trying-to-fight-the-humans business is right out. At two years I figure he's old enough for coq au vin, and I know that there are always roos available who aren't acting like macho jerks.