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I thought that the larger, normal sized chicks were picking on poor little Rocky, the black dwarf son of Deacon. I would put some of the grains mix on the ground and turn to leave and I'd hear squeals and yell back, "Leave poor Rocky alone!". Today, I stayed to see what they were doing to him. What an eye opener!
Rocky was guarding the scratch pile! He is the one beating up on everyone else!
He ran them all off and they escaped from his tiny wrath squealing, completely buffaloed by that teensy little critter half their height. I can see that Sumatra of his grandmother's heritage coming out. He even bit my shoe and my hand the other day. Good thing he is what he is or he might have date with the stew pot, LOL. Oh, my. His slightly larger dwarf Delaware colored brother, on the other hand, is sweet as he can be, a complete angel. He is a tough little guy as well, but even he is scared of Rocky.
Rocky was guarding the scratch pile! He is the one beating up on everyone else!

He ran them all off and they escaped from his tiny wrath squealing, completely buffaloed by that teensy little critter half their height. I can see that Sumatra of his grandmother's heritage coming out. He even bit my shoe and my hand the other day. Good thing he is what he is or he might have date with the stew pot, LOL. Oh, my. His slightly larger dwarf Delaware colored brother, on the other hand, is sweet as he can be, a complete angel. He is a tough little guy as well, but even he is scared of Rocky.