I think I have a defective BO. She's sweet in that she never pecks any hairy or furry creatures that roam the yard with her. She's cool with my kids picking her up and carting her around the yard (but then, so are the Dominique, the Speckled Sussex, and the Easter Egger). But when it comes to the other chickens that she wasn't raised with, she's a MONSTER! A cute, fluffy, blonde monster. The other chickens have been in the coop with her for months now and everyone else is okay with them. Occasionally one of the other older girls will give one of the youngin' a peck if they are too close while eating, but Buffy will chase them all around the run. Yesterday, she picked a fight with my little Salmon Faverolle cockerel, Karl (he's seriously a runt, which is part of the reason why I kept him. The other reason was that he was the only boy who seemed pretty nice once puberty set in). I watched her. He was minding his own business and she just jumped him. Buffy won. Poor Karl is a mass of bruises and scabs now. For Karl's safety and against Buffy's wishes, the only one I let out of the run today was Buffy. She's on broody bout #5 since the spring. If it weren't for the fact that my son is in love with her, I'd be all for lopping her head off right about now. I get few eggs and a lot of hassle from this one!!!!