Tipping roosters isn't my usual hobby. I push two or three every month or so. No big deal. Tin doves are placed in four corners of a room and the game begins. I tiptoe over to one. It runs. I stumble over to another and it greets me. The beasts are sporadic. One minute they hug you, the next they flee! Jim is joining me this week. We're going to compete to see who can knock a hen on the head and then tip it over. We have to steal the roosters, but we'll drop by later to pick you up for the game. Happy bday!!