It's deer hunting season here in Pennsylvania, and since we live out in the country I've been wearing a blaze orange knit cap when I go to the barn. This morning, after I filled the feeder and checked for eggs, my 5-month-old Welsummer roo decided he didn't like my hat. I was leaving the barn when I heard his wings flapping, and the next thing I knew my hat was on the ground. I never even saw him coming! I whacked him with my "protection stick" but he didn't care. His hackles were up and he started attacking that hat with a vengeance! I used my stick to grab the hat and flung it to the door to get it away from him. I couldn't be mad at him because it was so funny to see him protecting the girls from that dangerous hat! Guess I won't be wearing it any more.