Oh Bee he was a pretty roo! LOL that's funny I bet it DID look funny with him looking up at the sky. One of mine hit me the other day on the leg and thank goodness I had on pants and socks so he didn't get me good. I whopped him with my stick and gave him a sling across the yard. I've been working with him but he come at me from behind so I keep my eyes in the back of my head now. He got hubby to the other day and he sent him across the way. I told him he better not hurt him but he hit him on the breast he said. Bee he is hunting for the girls and clucking to them to come eat it. I've never seen such! I have seen him do that twice now. But been sick for a week now so hubby is tending to them. With this mess in my chest I'm not going out there unless it's warm and I have a mask on. Went out there yesterday and turned their DL under under their roost. Sure do miss tending to my chickens.He was a smaller RIR roo and we felt the name would help toughen him up...and he was a tough little guy. He would stand in the middle of the yard and challenge hawks that flew over after he had all the girls to safety. Funniest thing ever to see that little guy standing there screaming at the sky, just daring the red tails to take a dive.Good roo...sweet ol' guy, the true southern gentleman to the ladies. Here is a pic of gnarly ol' Sue..standing next to, of all things, a ratty looking BO.
Anyway he (the roo) doesn't have any spurs yet but when he does start getting them I WILL take care of them so I wont have to worry about him catching me off guard. BUT will watch behind me and keep on with my stick. When I do he stays back but that time he came from behind and must have forgotten my stick. I whacked him several times afterwards with it and he wouldn't come anywhere near me after that. I always have it in my hand. Hubby says to me, I'm telling you what he better not come at me again. I told him you better not hurt my roo. lol I told him just to watch his back and to keep tapping him so he will remember that stick and stay back.