Funny you say that. When I was a young kid we had chickens, and we had the roosters and hens separated, but a couple times a day a few roosters would manage to make it into the hen pen, or they would try to attack us, and we had a broom that was the "attitude adjuster." After a couple years of swatting them with that, they ran when we just reached for it, and were much better from then on. Haha.