General Napoleon got to meet the new Barnevelders today. They are ALL teens, including General Napoleon, only 14 weeks. The General has been wooing the new ladies through the tractor wire, but today I decided to free range them together. (supervised!) The other roos were not interested at all, but the General found it all to be more than his little self could stand. He did his best rooster dance, and got all pretty and puffed, dragging his wings, and cluck-clucking to them. He chased them and chased them, trying desperately to mount them. All he got for his efforts was a beak full of feathers. The Barnevelders got all upset and were running around like, well, like chickens with the heads cut off. Interestingly, none of the roos show any interest in the Buff Orps, who would not rebuff them. Ain't that just like a boy? Always wants what he can't have! The General is currently cooling off in the brig.