Part 3 of 4: out-witted by a rooster?!? and 'I did it!'

Down to one broiler. And she's laying an egg. :) I took the blue-nylon ties and headed over to the sheds, to get the roosters. Since we had originally planned on taking out 4 of these chickens and 8 of the ducks, I had not let them out for the day. One rooster on the chicken side, and one on the duck side. (They apparently did not get the memo, or they just do not care--probably that one. :) Fine. Blue nylon on the ledge, and chase the rooster around the duck's area. A few to many times. :) I got him, got the 'rope' on his feet, tightened, and knotted! Out the door we go-- and up onto a nail, while I get ready to catch the other rooster. At the door of the chicken's side, I happen to glance up and watch the rooster pull a total Jackie Chan--he purposefully, and with force, bent his legs and shoved off the side of the shed with his wings, as he came off of the wall, he straighted his legs with a swoop, and the rope came up and off of the nail. He landed, on his feet, and took off towards the field. Cows. (this is our swearing--it was not quite a bucket of cows, but it was close!) Fine. Whatever. I totally just got bested by my supper. Fine. I still have the other nylon rope, and the other rooster is still stuck in this area! After a few times around this side, I caught him, got the rope around him, and headed out the door. I heard a noise--and went to investigate. Somehow, Jackie got the one side off, and caught it on a nail. HA! Um... what to do with this rooster?? I let him go, figuring I could catch him easily enough (okay, honestly? I was pissed at Mr. Chan, and saw an opportunity and acted before I thought it through all the way.) Now, he is actually out in the field, under the fence and out a good 8 inches. I got up to the fence, reached underneath as he pecked away at the rope still around his foot. He got the knot undone, but he would not out-smart me!! What he has around his leg is a slip knot!!! Almost there... got it! I triumphantly pulled the rope towards me... as the rooster ran off into the field. He'd gotten his just before I got mine. Fine. Whatever. I have another rooster... up here somewhere... that I can't catch!!! TORY!!!! I NEED YOU!!! Well, we did not catch either of the roosters. We went back up to the chicken coop, (yes, leaving the rope on the one rooster--he had gotten one of them off by this time) and I started getting the knees off of the legs on the car. (Tory is AWESOME at getting the breast off, but I'm better at the knees... we are man-y parts... :) :) :) Talking, figuring out the next thing, what time it is, etc., when we heard a noise. HA! Now THAT rooster is caught! "I'll go get him" Tory says. I am not sure exactly what all happened with her, but I went in and got the last broiler. I set her head down onto the brick, and stepped on her neck. I figured all I had to do was pull, so I did a YANK! and threw the body. With the head still attached, and headed at top-hop for the trees. Oops. Well, not to get into gory details, but I did get her head off, by myself, got her hung up just about the time Tory came back empty-handed. :) So, I did it! And I know I can do it again, and I am sure there is a better way! As we were finishing up, the guy that has cows in the back pasture came up... and stood around chatting while we finished up. :) Not phased at all by the surgical scrubs on us, or the chicken bits in the pot. He even offered to have me come help when they butchered hogs later this year. YES!!!