My sis has 14 chickens on her farm, all but one are hens, the sole rooster is a bantam silkie
He may be small, but he’s still a rooster, and therefore, an asshole
He’s human-agressive and attacks without provocation, or at least, he tries to, since Sis runs a summer horsemanship camp for young kids, an agressive rooster is not desirable, especially with young kids around
Mom and Sis’s recommendation as to how to deal with the psycho? They simply lightly kick it away when it “attacks”
Mom’s been contemplating bringing it up to our farm (sis lives down the road, on the same property) to get it away from the campers, but there’s nothing stopping it from walking back to Sis’s farm, as her place is within walking distance…
Anyway onto the story…
Yesterday evening, I went to pick up Cooper, my dog, as Sis dog-sits him while I’m at work, I decided to go look at her chickens first, as I just purchased my own set of five for tick control and eggs at home, I wanted to refresh my memory on the behavior of adult birds
Long story short, I encountered the rooster, and he attacked multiple times without provocation, I did nothing agressive, he was just being an asshole…
After the fourth spur attempt, I had enough, I unpocketed my Buck 110 folding pocketknife, with the shiny brass bolsters, locked the blade open, and merely pointed it at the rooster, letting fading sunlight glint off the blade and front bolster, and took an agressive stance and with a haughty, derisive tone to my voice, began to ridicule the delusional snack
His attitude immediately changed to very timid and fearful, I taunted him a bit more, then folded the blade and walked away… To get Cooper (evil grin)
When confronted by a 40 pound ball of muscle and fur who really wanted to be freinds, the rooster finally and truly (must resist bad pun urge. ) chickened out (damn, couldn’t resist…)
I might visit him again tonight and see if his little two-volt brain remembers to "not fuck with MacTech and Cooper…
Stupid asshole bird, you know, you WOULD make a nice snack, and your feathers would make exceptionally nice fishing flies, and my niece is an avid fly tyer, she got the most beautiful evil grin on her face when I suggested this, she HATES the rooster…