Thanks. Nepolean is an angry little guy but he is prettier than my mean ol' Silkie, that's for sure!
Last year my mean Silkie over-threw my d'Uccle and had beaten him into submission. I told Daddy that he needed to be separated and he told me they'd work it out.
Late that night, I went to close everyone up for the night and I found Nepolean outside, beaten to a bloody pulp. I'm talking, swolen eye, all of the feathers above his neck, and all of his skin either ripped off or totally covered in blood. I could smell him from a few feet away. He was unable to sit up and didn't make any noise. Of course, Daddy refused to home him inside and I was forced to keep him out.
The next day the skin was only slightly scabbed over. Nepolean seemed reluctant to leave the safety of the roost, even to eat. My sweet little Sultan roo was now going after him, also. Nepolean lost his flock and all respect. He was a total mess, to make matters worse.
The only thing I could do for him was let him free range while everyone else was in the run. It was enough for a while and he learned to recover.
He's now a lower ranking roo. Our Sultan recently passed away and I hatched my Polish hen's chick, who was Nep's son. His son truely takes over his character. Angry as a bull and a demonic glare to boot! Just like daddy!
We have horrible luck with the boys here. The Sultan was my favorite.
You're lucky you can re-home your males. The only people who'd want mine are the ones who'd like some mean-roo-soup.
And that's a no for me. But if there's one thing my mean d'Uccle can do, it's make a VERY pretty son!
Oh, and bread? The only thing I can do to win Nepolean's heart, even temporarily, is give him a banana. I swear, he can down the whole fruit in minutes.