I have been so good to him. I nursed him for a month and a half when he hurt his foot. He lived in my dining room all that time for goodness sakes. I hand fed him. He has 5 beautiful girls and a very nice coop and extra large run. I keep everything clean. I bring treats everyday. What more could he want? The first couple times he pecked me I thought "hmm was that a love tap?". The next few times it was harder and it kind of made me mad ya know. As time went by he started drawing blood and I was angry. I read my trusted BYC info on being the alpha rooster in my flock. No mating when I am around, picked him up when he pecked me and carried him around. That would only last a week or so and he was back at it. Not all the time mind you, mostly when I pick up the water bucket to refill. For some reason he does not want me to touch it. Well today was the last straw! I picked up the water bucket and BAM he got me! Hard! Oh it hurt! It bled and bruised immediately. Guess what?? Mr. Rooster is on Craigslist!! I can't bring myself to do the deed myself.....my husband would but I couldn't eat him. So off he goes to a fate unknown. Hey I gave him many chances......so why do I feel so guilty??
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