My 92 year old grams has the meanest rooster, he will come running when he sets eyes on any one, I have to block him while my grandkids run for the house. usually I ignore him and he is OK, the hens are my friends and come begging for worms when I'm doing yard work, THAT'S WHEN HE ATTACKS...
Well, I started with five little peeps I got from my grams, brought them home soon as they were born. Recently a dog ran them into the highway, sadly I only have one peep left. She rides on my shoulder while I work outdoors and comes in at night to roost on top of my bathroom mirror. Really not...