Wow, I had no idea posting about this guy was going to incite such a discussion about it!
Just fyi, he's not biting my toes anymore.He got over that pretty quickly. I've been going out there more often lately to sit with them (now that it's not 115 degrees out), and he is guaranteed to come over and hang out near me. Usually to just stand near me, or he'll start scratching the ground and such around me. I reach out to scritch his chest or pet him and he'll either act like he doesn't mind, isn't sure if he should mind, or will start biting my fingers. One thing I've learned with roosters is that the first one to turn away is the loser, so I never give up first. He doesn't like to give up either though... haha!! But so far he's only been biting when I'm the first to reach out to try to pet him, and not every time. I'm pretty confident that, in this situation, it's just hormonal nervousness like DesertChic is talking about. View attachment 1100828
This was just today.
Cool! Glad he's stopped toe-biting.
Reaching out and petting him may not be helpful. As he gets older he may see it as being kind of disrespectful. That can lead to problems. Like Desert Chic suggested, ignoring him may be more helpful.
I do pet my roosters, but only at night when they are on their roosts. Then I will skritch their necks and run my hand down their backs. Sometimes I will also pick them up off the roost and handle them like they would be handled at a show. I usually leave them alone during the day. I'll talk to them and toss them treats, but don't make a big fuss. They come running over to me because treats usually happen when I show up. I'd like to think it's because they like me but I know better. Every one is different. Every bird is different. You will figure it out.
One other thing to consider: the younger they are the more tender they are when grilled/roasted. I usually wind up having to stew the older birds. So if a younger bird is being a butt-head and he doesn't have other redeeming qualities to make me keep him around for a while, I tend to resolve that issue with the butcher knife rather than behavioral therapy. Roasted chicken, yum!