Neighbors: Fiercly-territorial and dim-witted male poultry

The faceoff.

Poultry is a constant presence in Honduras: in the street, in the yard, in the house, in the tree, on the roof, etc. Miraculously, everyone seems to have a pretty good handle on whose chicken is whose, despite the lack of containment.

However, a fight recently spilled over into our yard between two rivals. If it hadn't been for the referee (the duck), it could've gotten really ugly. However, it was a clean fight and we had our money on the victor. So, everyone went home happy.

The big game.

The victor.

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