> It grew into a rooster that took over the backyard by terrorizing the whole family.

When I was a kid, we also had chickens and roosters around. At one point we had a smaller, white rooster who would take any chance he could at terrorizing the family as soon as we brought them food.

Unfortunately for the bully, we also had a second, bigger rooster, who would keep an eye on him, and come running to beat his ass and chase him away as soon as he spotted nastiness.

The white bully ended up in the soup. The grey defender died of old age.