I didn't start out by kicking him. He was my sweetheart, and I treated him like a prince. I dunno, maybe that was the problem when he first attacked. I'd just been hand-feeding him, then I stood up, turned around, and he came at me. I was completely stunned, as I'd never seen an ounce of aggression in him before. I thought maybe I'd startled him or something, so I let it go. After that, he wouldn't let me pick him up at all, or even come near him, without trying to attack. At first it was just half-hearted attempts to peck at my boots, but lately, he's been slashing at me with his spurs. I have to kick him back just to get in the pen to change the water. He's out for blood, and today, he got a lot of it.