I went out to check on the chickens a couple of days ago and noticed blood spattered on the feeder and water dispenser. I quickly went in the pen to check everyone and discovered that the victims were my two roosters.
Apparently, they were fighting, even though I have never seen either of them pay the least bit of attention to the other. Rusty has a torn wattle, and Barnaby's comb was still oozing blood from some insult that I couldn't get close enough to evaluate.
They look a mess, but seem to be doing ok otherwise.
Sheesh...boys...
