He came at me today with such force and fury it shocked me. I was bending over in the coop and his first rush hit the door which whacked me in the forehead. He was going for my face. Then I stood up thinking it would scare him off, but he came at me and I booted him. I thought that was that and walked out of the coop when he came at me a third time, and that was what did it. It felt like a hammer hitting me in the back of the calf. I never would have believed a chicken could attack with that much power. A Canada goose, maybe, but not a chicken. I don;t even know what breed he was, he was white with brown on his wings, large, at least 7 pounds, tall single comb on his head. i know it seems heartless, but I have a daughter who is scared of roosters. Plus she is petite, and if SHE had been attacked with this much fury, he could have blinded her. I'm also due in three months, and i don;t even want to think about what he could have done to a baby. I'm done with roosters. I have rehomed two, and my daughter was on the receiving end of a nasty attack by a silver speckled hamburg. I'm sick of having my kids being held prisoner in their own yard. I only had one nice rooster, an Easter Egger who I still miss. Darn, darn, darn.