anyways he's a rooster, I will try searching for a pic but he was a mix of a barred rock. He died last year.... the story:
(I wasn't home) My mom was collecting eggs in the hen house and Cooks went in the hen house and cornered my mom. My mom tried getting out as fast as possibe. She shut the door, but on his leg. He was limping and the other 2 roosters attacked him and he looked half dead, so my dad had to put him down. He was a SUPER mean boy! He attacked EVERYONE he saw, my two little brothers for an example.
OK. I"ll chime in just to keep this going. My bad little Cloe, a GLW, continues to bite me almost all the time she's near me. She has this uncanny knack of finding that piece of skin between my pant legs and sandles. Finds the skin every time.
But now she's pecking at my pant legs and anything else she can grab hold of. My chicken friends told me she's letting me know where I stand in the pecking order. Oh, REALLY?!? I have to constantly remind her that I'M the one who supplies the food, water and treats. Maybe she's deaf....selective hearing???