My oldest roos are 15 months old. I'm still obviously waiting for those hormones to settle down.
Iowa Blue may surprise you. I hated my Buff O rooster when he was a young cockerel. Talk about a totally obnoxious bird, then suddenly something clicked with him and how he is my much loved favorite. I wouldn't take a million dollars for him.
My problem child has been a perfect gentleman today. I went in this morning to do some measurements and he looked at me as if saying, 'nah, don't wanna go there, thank you' either that or 'Good grief, she's up!'
On the opposite end of the spectrum, one of my young 13 week old welsummer/buff o cross cockerels tried to grab one of the 15 month old buff o hens tonight with the intention of doing a real bad attempt to mate her. She was on him like ugly on an ape. It was really comical to watch. She chased him and pecked him as if saying, "No way, Junior, not in a million years!" I kinda felt sorry for the boy.
The Poppster. I wouldn't doubt that he doesn't like that pail. I've used it to fend him off a few times when he's been aggressive, well, not that exact pail. They have busted up a few. Good thing we like frozen yogurt. The pea brain probably thinks the pail is the source of all his problems and not me. Unfortunately or maybe fortunately, the pail is too flimsy to cause him any damage or me any real protection. The rooster that stuck the spur in the back of my left calf is in permanent time out in the bachelor pen. I seriously considered trading the two birds out and thought better of it for safety sake. My safety that is. Or maybe his depending on how you look at it.
Tonight I was outside and heard one of the young cockerels strangle out a bad crow. I rushed over to see which one it was, Primo or Dos. To my dismay I saw it was Trey. I thought Trey was a girl. That means out of 8 chicks, 4 are cockerels. I know it's an average turnout but man, I don't need no more cockerels.
(bet that whine was heard clear around the world!)
Edited by microchick - 6/7/16 at 7:36pm