We keep two roosters with our flock of hens.
We have had several roosters over the years, losing them to predators over time. These days we have Dee Dee, a Chocolate Maran who we were told was a Leghorn pullet when we bought him along with a bunch of other chicks, and Elvis, a Buff Cochin. Dee Dee nearly killed Elvis when he arrived, but Elvis bounced back and they reached an understanding. That story is HERE. Elvis and Dee Dee now divide the flock without combat.
Dee Dee is named for the great American poet and philosopher Dee Dee Ramone. I’ve given many of our animals Ramones-inspired names: Joey, Johnny, Sheena, Ramona, Judy, Heidi, Suzy, Tommy, etc. Even Elvis got his name not from Presley, Costello or Hitler, but from the obscure Elvis Ramone (my son had to tell me that there was an Elvis Ramone. Although I’m a fan, even I did not know that. Elvis Ramone is better known as Clem Burke, Blondie’s drummer).
But now we have a new kid in town. One of the chicks we hatched earlier this year, which I had assumed was a hefty hen, has started cranking out a hoarse crow and has rather suddenly grown an impressive comb. I’ve witnessed no battles yet between him and the other roosters. But it’s just a matter of time. Two roosters is the limit for our flock, so this guy won’t stay around.
As best we can, we have to keep peace in the barnyard.