...Then There Were Eight

We started out with ten chickens.
We realized right away one of them was a Rooster.

The Cock-A Doodle-Do was a dead give away!

What we didn't realize was that we had a late bloomer.

Dude looks like a lady...

Well, not in this picture of course, but we thought for the longest time that

"Gigantor" was just big boned and beautiful.

Then we began to notice changing tail feathers and hackle feathers.

After the first proud Cock-a-Doodle- Do

 we knew for sure she was definitely a he.

Then the fights began.

Two roosters together fight. Boy, do they put on a show.

I can see why cock fighting is so popular,
it's all we could do not to place bets.

But we knew it had to stop.
Two roosters are pretty hard on the hens.

Arron found a way to make them get along.

We had chicken dinner that night.

Peace has been restored to the coop.

Our eight hens are as happy as can be.

Here is a quick update as to the rest of the Villa.

Jake and Elwood are getting big. We had to take Jake to the vet for a badly sprained leg and he weighed about 85lbs. That means Elwood (lardo) is probably tipping the scales at 100 or so. We can't wait to pack with them this summer!

The rock on the house is done.

We need warmer weather to finish the stucco.

Maybe when we get back from Hawaii we'll be pleasantly surprised? (at the time of this post our Hawaii countdown is only hours away, not days)