Leeroy Brown is the baddest rooster the farmyard has ever seen. Born and raised under the hot South African sun, this handsome Afro-chook knows every inch of his territory. He struts with an undeniable confidence with his cool calm swagger, his crimson comb and wattle held high and his tail feathers fanning out like a king’s cape. His tail glistens various shades of green, blue and black, depending on the light and the breeze. His deep red wattle and coxcomb show scars of scraps and challenges, full of character they show that Leeroy never backs away from a challenge. Leeroy isn’t just big; he’s smart, too. He’s got that streetwise hustle, always one step ahead of the farm dogs and a master at finding the juiciest worms.
When there’s a fight, Leeroy doesn’t mess around. He takes his disputes out of the dusty sand bath and into the thick, rich mud, where every move is a statement. He’s a true brawler, the kind who isn’t afraid to get messy to protect his ladies. His hens are always safe under his watchful eye, and woe to any jackal, genet or hawk that gets too close. Tthere’s only one Leeroy, the original gangster of the henhouse. He’s got the whole farm wrapped around his claw, and when he lets out his mighty crow, everyone knows who’s boss. He’s more than a rooster; he’s a legend, and he owns this farmyard.
What’s the point of being a rooster if you can’t strut in the dust and feel the warm African sun on your feathers?
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