Strutting Roosters?
Ever see a cockfight? I haven’t. Nonetheless, my overactive imagination can envision two proud-plumaged, two-legged beasts each eyeing the other warily while preening themselves and showing off to whomever is watching their display of magnificent, fearless war readiness.
One is a black-plumed Siyahe Kantony, the pride of Iran, scratching at the dirt like a stallion. Facing him is an American Bantam tossing his red neck feathers defiantly. Each too arrogant to admit the futility of ensuing battle, each too proud to back down. If they ever begin, the hen yard will be destroyed. But begin they will, eventually: there can only be one, right Highlander?
Too much testosterone hereabout. Do roosters have testosterone?