Well as sad as the title may sound it was quite funny. Well to us anyway. Today I went to visit my MIL and took my 3yr old with me. My MIL had been having some issues of her Barred Rock roo trying to attack her sister "for no reason". Well today I found out WHY the roo was trying to attack her, SHE WAS CROWING AT HIM AND FLAPPING HER ARMS! He would then crow back at her then charge. I had told them once before to stop taunting him but they thought it was super funny when he was just starting to crow and they thought they were helping him learn. Well Anita(MIL sister) did her rooster thing at him and he attacked her. She went running and screaming across the yard and I was laughing so hard I almost fell off the porch. I know it wasn't really a funny situation but to SEE it was funny. Well she grabbed a rake and tried to fight him off without luck. So here goes my MIL thinking she can do something and the roo turns his fury on her. So she goes running and screaming for me to get the hose. Well no hose was needed for me. I walked over, picked up one of his hens and she starts making a fuss, his attention is now on me. I put the hen back in the pen and closed the door. I then stood my ground with him and he though he would be "smart" and attack me. Well he jumped at me feet first and I must have been very lucky cause I grabbed both his feet and just hung him upside down. He was still trying to attack me and even bit my pants and meant business. Well I carried this roo around upside down for an hour, then did an old farmers trick and swung him back and forth then let go and he gets disoriented and runs away. We THINK that he has had enough and go back into the house. 2 hours later we come back out and there he is in the yard. We didn't pay him much mind and my 3yr old went to play in his sandbox in front of the porch. Rooster THOUGHT he was going to attack my son, I caught him right before he touched my son. By the wing this time and my MIL was so mad over it that she had me take him around back and kill him. She said she could have dealt with him attacking her and her sister but once he went after her grandbaby thats when he signed his death certificate. So I tied his feet together and flung him over a branch, slit his throat and bled him out, plucked and cleaned him. We were invited to a chicken dinner on Sunday. This was the first roo I have killed and cleaned by myself. MIL watched and told me where and what to cut but made ME do it. What makes it worse is that I gave her the flock she has right now. I was the one that picked out the roo because he was the sweetest BR that I had. Now her poor hens are without a roo. I plan to replace him with one of my roos that I hope won't turn out so vile. I had to rehome ALL my BR's because they were rude and just plain mean. Never offered to attack me or the kids but were not good with the other chickens. They went to Freezer Camp at a buddies house. Sorry this is so long but I had a rather interesting day.