How Do You Know You've Got a Rooster?

We've been wondering for months now if Prim is a rooster.  Let's look at the facts:

• She was a bully as a baby, but sometimes babies can just be bullies.  
• She has continued to be a bully as an adolescent, but we all know how teenagers can be.  
• Her comb is has grown larger than our americaunas and larger than Gimpy's (our other Rhode Island Red), but that's to expected given her breed and Gimpy is, well, gimpy.
• She has started watching our ladies lay eggs in their nesting boxes, which is kinda creepy, actually...but maybe she's just curious and trying to figure everything out?
• She is super protective over Gimpy, but maybe that's just because they are the two odd chickens out?
• She doesn't have the notorious killer back talons of a rooster but do they all?
• She has some fabulous tail feathers coming in, but I've seen many a picture of Rhode Island Red hens with some pretty cool tail feathers!
• She is practicing her cockle-doodle-doing but...Oh.  Right.  Shit.

She is a he.  Officially.  This morning I heard it with my own two ears.  Her...um...his doodler is not fully functioning yet, he still needs some practice, but it is now official.

Well, at least now we'll learn how to butcher our very first batch of home grown stew meat.

I think while we're at it, we'll take out Gimpy, too.  She will not survive the winter given her mutant toes and  inability to climb up into the coop.  We'll get two for the price of one.  Wish us luck.

Cheers!