This morning I take out last night's leftovers of beans and one hot dog, a partial bun and some french fries. As usual the flock comes tearing across the yard, wings flapping, chattering away in their excitement to see what I brought. And as usual the RIR rooster eyes the offerings and politely defers to the girls. I'm watching this thinking of the posts I've read on BYC how the good rooster takes care of his girls. I'm amused that he never partakes. He always checks out the goodies but never takes any for himself. As usual the girls grab their choice tidbits and move away from the central area a little to enjoy their prize. I see that "Red" has found something interesting in the grass nearby. He coos enticinlgly to the nearest hen. "Look what I found!" "Come here and get it!" "Looky here!" He coos and looks at the morsel. He coos again. When the hen of his attraction comes over to investigate, he coureously backs away and gives her the morsel he has found. What a gentlemen! Or so you might think. Moment before he "found" that french fry, I observed him stealing it from another hen. He swiped it right out of her beak and chased her off. Then he broke it into smaller pieces, dropped it in the grass, and started his "look what I found just for you" song to the other hen.