I've told this story on another post, but I think it's appropriate here again, since everybody is recommending roosters to protect their chickens from hawks and other predators.
I found one of my big hens dead one day, headless. Other predator attacks have left mangled chickens laying around, or they were just gone. I'd never seen this before. While I was standing there thinking about it, a little hawk, about the size of a pigeon swooped right over me and made a grab for one of my hen's head. She ducked just in time, or he would have snatched her head right off. She was just so heavy he could have never picked her up, but he was going so fast he would have just popped her head off. A rooster would have just been a bigger target.
Roosters do help to warn the hens of approaching predators tho. The one I used to have made a particular alarm call when any danger came around and the hens would take cover. When my dog would hear the rooster's alarm call, he would go tearing out to the chicken pen, hoping to catch the coyote or whoever it was messing around out there. Really cool!
Unfortunately, the rooster was too rough on the hens. He had a couple of favorites that he would jump several times a day. He had them so tore up, we finally had to make enchiladas out of him.
I found one of my big hens dead one day, headless. Other predator attacks have left mangled chickens laying around, or they were just gone. I'd never seen this before. While I was standing there thinking about it, a little hawk, about the size of a pigeon swooped right over me and made a grab for one of my hen's head. She ducked just in time, or he would have snatched her head right off. She was just so heavy he could have never picked her up, but he was going so fast he would have just popped her head off. A rooster would have just been a bigger target.
Roosters do help to warn the hens of approaching predators tho. The one I used to have made a particular alarm call when any danger came around and the hens would take cover. When my dog would hear the rooster's alarm call, he would go tearing out to the chicken pen, hoping to catch the coyote or whoever it was messing around out there. Really cool!
Unfortunately, the rooster was too rough on the hens. He had a couple of favorites that he would jump several times a day. He had them so tore up, we finally had to make enchiladas out of him.