The Lone Rooster has been sold. Saved him from terror in the mixed flock and built him his own coop and run....then bought him some girlies of his own. Instead of appreciating my efforts he decided to try and kill me or breed me....I was never quite sure. After months of going into that run and coop with a piece of tin in front of me to gather eggs I had finally had enough. I could not walk by his run without him throwing himself at the fence. I hoped in vain that he would knock himself out. A friend came up last night after dark (as my DH is working out of town) armed with safety glasses, welding gloves and a long sleeved shirt and snatched him off the roost for me and put him in a cage. She ended up having to wrestle him down and decided that getting rid of him was the best option. She thought I was just scared of him. You can't help but be after a while when they go after you every chance they get...even through a fence! I have known for a long time that I wanted him gone but he did not mind DH and he could go in there with no problems. All of us girls were fair game! My DGD and I got up early this morning and loaded the cage in the back of the truck and off we went to the chicken swap. We bahahaha'ed all the way down the mountain. We discussed what would happen if we could not sell him and gave thought to turning him loose in the woods! Instead we arrived and had all the attention of the regulars when we showed up with a cage in the back of the truck and lined up with all the sellers. They all came to look. The first one said how much do you want for him and my DGD spouted off that she would take no less than $8.....we all laughed. Then a little man came up and looked for a second and then said what do you want for him......I said for $5 he is yours but you have to get him out of the crate....and we all laughed. He looked at me and said so he is mean huh? I said only to me and my DGD but he likes my husband. He laughed and said that would not bother him!!! I took my $5 and he loaded up his very beautiful Barred Rock rooster. My DGD and I looked at each other and said lets go get breakfast!! So in less than three minutes I had sold my problem child and all I could feel is a sense of relief! AND....everyone knew he was a mean rooster!!!!! He just has a mean look to him......but he is real pretty!