When I read the title of the thread, I chuckled to myself, because I've been there... done that.
I had this nasty new hampshire red rooster who I stomped good on his neck, twisted, swung him around, he hung there, limp - dead.
I was sure his neck was broken - it was getting dark, and I didn't plan to eat him, so I put him down next to the barn so I could bury the carcass the next morning when I got done doing chores.
Next morning I walk out to do chores, and the body is not there - I figured a coon got it and dragged it off. I walk into the barn and there is that "dead" rooster, walking around trying to intimidate the cow - strutting just like nothing had ever happened to him. His crow was pretty messed up, but he was alive and kicking.
He didn't survive the second attempt at Offing him - I made sure the head was seperate from the body so no second chances.
My husband was killing some of the 10 free roosters the hatchery sent us (all RIRs which i've never kept!). He was wringing their necks, then put them all in a cooler to take to the house to skin. While he was driving, the cooler lid popped up and one of the roosters stuck its head out squawking
When I was a kid, we had a mean rooster that would chase us. So we hit it in the head with a board. We thought it was dead. Then, like Lazarus, it popped up and ran off. We thought that was FUNNY! Oh the fun we had with that rooster. Stalking it with a stick. I was about 7.
Then, something happened, it got really really mean! One day I was running from the rooster, it was on my shoulders pecking and flapping and I was screaming. I was scratched up, freaked out. Dad ended up shooting it. He said, "Huh, I wonder what got in to that rooster..." We said, "I don't know..." Then it was dead.
When I read the title of the thread, I chuckled to myself, because I've been there... done that.
I had this nasty new hampshire red rooster who I stomped good on his neck, twisted, swung him around, he hung there, limp - dead.
I was sure his neck was broken - it was getting dark, and I didn't plan to eat him, so I put him down next to the barn so I could bury the carcass the next morning when I got done doing chores.
Next morning I walk out to do chores, and the body is not there - I figured a coon got it and dragged it off. I walk into the barn and there is that "dead" rooster, walking around trying to intimidate the cow - strutting just like nothing had ever happened to him. His crow was pretty messed up, but he was alive and kicking.
He didn't survive the second attempt at Offing him - I made sure the head was seperate from the body so no second chances.