Speedy is now the ONLY big boy in the coop. The other three - Scareyroo the drive-by, drop-off gamecock with the nasty sharp spurs, plus Fluffy's no name twin, and Mr. Cornflakes, have all gone to the Amish. Speedy is feeling a little lost. He's never been the Top Dog in the coop, and now he has all these ladies to take care of. He's been coming to the porch steps alone in the mornings the past few days, just looking sort of lost. I'll think he'll grow into his shoes soon enough. He is but only 8 or 9 weeks old. Poor guy, though. His comb is floppy, which HAS to affect his feelings about himself. I'm sure he's really questioning his manhood at this point. Mr. Cornflakes was the epitomy of the rooster on the Cornflakes box (thus, the name) - actually, Speedy's double, but with a GORGEOUS stand-up comb. I really kinda wanted to keep him. What a good looking guy to have strutting around my front yard. But, Speedy is family, and who else is gonna love the boy with the floppy comb? Without making too much fun of him within his earshot, anyway. (Click twice on the top picture, and you can see how the comb flops over and almost covers his right eye. Poor guy!) Oh, and those chicks I thought were my black Australorps? Nope. Silver Laced Wynadottes! How fun!!!