I was just out on my patio capping strawberries. Which by the way chickens love strawberry caps. I slice them off and pitch them to them. In two seconds I've got 25 chickens at my feet begging for another. While I was capping... "Slick" our fiesty young roo... decides I am too slow at the capping jumps up on the arm of the chair and decides to dine as he pleases! He is such a fiesty fella!!! And a bad influence on the others. He is the first to jump over a fence and then tell the rest about the goodies he's found. Therefore, the rest will soon follow suit. They have already ruined some of my hostas. Which by the way they will pick the leaves off just for the heck of it. My son went to fetch him out of the hostas, sat him in his lap and began petting him... all of a sudden BAM! Slick nailed him in the eye... then to make matters worse Slick then nailed him on the lip causing it to bleed. I believe he was letting my son know in no uncertain terms that he was the major doe-moe, so to say. My poor son... he did scratch the eye ball and busted a blood vessel in the eye, but he will recover. Slick by the way is a Wyandotte. He is my first one that I have ever had and I'm not sure of Wyandottes personality. So, I guess for now its...Slick-2, My son-0!