My then one year old cock would kind of lose his mind last summer. Most of his girls were on a nest, so he started defending it. He would see me coming and run up to me puffed out. As he got closer, I could see him hesitating, like his brain finally engaged, and then he’d arrive at my feet and suddenly find the ground very interesting... He doesn’t do that this year, and the other cocks are far to scared of me to even consider doing that.That they do.
Going after me or my kids when our backs are turned however, is an absolute no-no.