Last April I brought six tiny Dark Cornish hen-chicks home to my backyard farm. Two months later one of my hen-chicks turned into a rooster. I named him Randy because he is. Now Randy grew into a fine, handsome rooster and I was very fond of him. And then one day I was minding my own business and suddenly BAM! It felt like someone had thrown a sack of sand at my legs. I whirled around and discovered that is was Randy who’d rammed me. “Bad Rooster,” I said. Over the next few months the sand-bag attacks persisted but were more irritating than harmful. But then Randy grew these evil-looking spurs on his legs and suddenly I was dealing with a weaponized rooster. Clearly the situation required some sort of intervention. I tried negative reinforcement. I got a big stick and when he came at me I came at him. This made him more aggressive. I tried positive reinforcement. Every day for three weeks I gave him food which he gently took from my fingers. Every day for three weeks he rammed me when I walked away. I tried intimidation. I warned him that if he did not change his ways I would turn him into soup. He didn’t care. Now I’m at a loss. If it was just me, I could probably manage but I’m afraid my friends will stop stopping by. (One of them told me I should either get a gun or google “Mean Rooster, ***” and take care of business). So I’ve come here hoping there’s someone who knows how to readjust Randy Rooster’s bad attitude. I’d really like to keep him. (Yes I know it’s an abusive relationship but I love him). On the other hand, I suppose there’s always the soup option. Any advice?