Gretallottie
In the Brooder
- May 1, 2021
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I raised my rooster (red-black Arauncana) from an egg, handled him and his three girls all the time, managed to save his life when he developed Wry Neck Syndrome when he was ten weeks old (lots of vet bills, then Vitamin E and Selenium pills, and hand feeding and watering), and he would leap up onto my lap for corn treats, as did (and do) the girls. But at 11 months he began to look at me strangely when I'd pick up one of the girls, and then only a few weeks later he began to go for me. Pushing him hard out of the way with my foot worked for a few days, along with a water pistol, but then one day he REALLY went for me, and again and again and again, even when I feel over, legs bleeding, etc. Hen-expert/breeder/judge friend told me that often, but not always, various treatments could work - but whilst the rooster might then stop attacking ME, he would still go for other people. Having been quite literally terrorised by him, too scared then even to go outside (he and his wives were free-range), it wasn't one bit a hard decision to have him - my beloved pet (I thought) - put down, despite my sentimentality for my chickens. Now my three girls seem very happy, and I can go outside without being ttuerly terrified of him, as he began to stalk me from behind. I never thought he would turn into the genuinely scary bird he became so quickly (a matter of 2 or 3 weeks), but I am very relieved not to have him any more.