Years ago I picked up a banty rooster and he squawked, so one of my big roosters jumped at us and spurred my hand. Not only did that joker put a hole in the side of the middle knuckle on my middle finger, it felt like it had been smashed with a hammer too. 20 minutes later he was boiling in a pot. I ate chicken & dumplings for 3 days afterward. That was the only chicken I ever actually enjoyed processing!
