My roo is quite the extraordinary bird in the sense that his existence was unplanned and he nearly lost his life by his own foolishness. See here how he's turned out to be a generally great leader of the flock.
The problem is this: I take care of my mother with Alzheimer's disease, she lives...
On the coast in Ca, 100 miles N of SF, amongst the redwoods, prime chicken country for Reds and Buffs. Dizzy, was supposed to be a hen, not even after he challenged the puppy and got a nasty nip on his hind did it occur to me that she might be a he.
It was there that he got his name, Dizzy...