His name is Big Boy
I was brand new to chickens. I had 7 bitties in the brooder that were 1 week old when Big Boy and his wife One Eyed Jackie, were given to me. It was only just back in the beginning of April. We got them at night, and my DH but them in the chicken hutch. When I went out the next day, and saw them for the first time, the first thing I said when I saw him was "Hi Big Boy". And that's how he got his name. Since then, he has proven to be the best rooster anyone could ask for.
One of his favorite activities is to romance his wife. When Jackie went broody I didn't know and I was eating her eggs. Well, I figured out that she was broody and was not laying anymore. I got two fertile eggs from a local chicken farmer. Jackie sat on them like a good mama. One of the eggs got broken, but she did hatch out the second one. By the time that bittie was a week old, I was given another two bitties, and she adopted them. Big Boy took to being a dad like an old pro. He protects his wife and bitties just as if he was protecting himself. He is not lovey and snuggly, but when I do catch him, he is very docile and friendly. He lets me stroke his comb and wattles. Big Boy loves to eat out of my hand. He keeps the other, younger chickens in line. He does not let them get away with anything. And now he is even starting to try and get romantic with the younger pullets. I love my Big Boy and would not ever let anything happen to him.