Bruno Mars

I haven't blipped my Bruno Mars fluffy cockeral for some time. He is often hiding in the hen house as he is frightened of his own feathers.
This morning, however, he was sitting on a branch up a tree and cuddled up with two other roosters. They jumped off when they saw me - food they thought, quite rightly.

In the extra are a few of the other birds including Billy and Neil the two male Muscovies.