Why can't this stuff happen to the most obnoxious, 'onery, mean, hateful rooster in the flock?
Always, always always!!!
This summer we have raised up the prettiest most show worthy trio of birds that I have ever owned. It is a bantam single comb white leghorn trio. They have those perfect wide feathers, perfect topline swoop, bright yellow legs. PERFECT.

Every time I stand outside and look at them, shake my head and say "man, do those three look good" whatever kid is there and hears me says something along the lines of "yep, guaranteed to die sometime this next month. The good ones always die."