We have a barred rock roo that I spared from butchering day last fall because he exhibited exemplary chicken courage and intelligence (another story). He's always been protective of the hens and non-aggressive to the humans. Now that spring is here, I've find yummy treats in my garden--a grasshopper, beetle, or grub. I've never tried to handle him or tame him, but when he sees me walking up he comes running. He takes the insect out of my hand and then holds it in his beak while he calls for the hens to come get it. They go to him and take it from his beak. Ain't that sweet? I just can't get over it.