I know this has been discussed a lot but had to post about it again. That fool rooster I have! The adults were free ranging today until the hens wanted in to get some food (door closed to keep the youngsters confined). I let them in, blocking the rooster and the near adult cockerels outside. Hours later I went to the coop and tried to open the door. The blasted rooster came at me from behind and whapped me up my back. I spun around and snagged him. Following all I've read on here I scooped him up by the feet and carried him around. I laid him on his back and knelt over him. I released him and he stayed on his back acting submissive. After what I felt was an appropriate amount of time I stood and walked away (he stayed laying on his back). He rolled over and went about his business. He has NEVER gotten away with it. Any time he has so much as acted "big" in front of me I walk toward him until he turns away. If he contacts me he gets caught and carried and made to act submissive before letting him go. I thought today's episode was clear enough to that little beast BUT!!! I went out again later, planning to get them put away so we could head into town. I saw him walking briskly in my direction. The again! Up my back beating me with his wings. I snagged him in the air this time. We had to get them put away so we can leave, but i would imagine putting him in the coop after a display like that wouldn't be any kind of discouragement. I put him in a dog crate for now. It leaves me wondering if discipline really accomplishes what we hope it will with roosters. I keep his nails trimmed so I wasn't scratched. His spurs are not sharp yet. After the second flogging I held him by his feet and had my other hand clapsed around his head (I read something about this regarding biting). He certainly didn't enjoy any of it. He's a gold laced wyandotte. He must be very close to a year old now. Any comments or thoughts about today's adventure? Is this just going to get worse? In the past, he jumped me and bit me (left a swollen bruise through a winter jacket), he jumped me in the run when a hen hopped onto my lap (I slapped him aside, picked up the hen and walked him down) and then today's events.