Well, he's toast now

[Greyhoundmama]

Sorry you got hurt! Don't take it personally, he's a bird-brain. Have you noticed how small their little heads are? Not much room for brains. He didn't think things through, they'll kill for grubs, a favorite treat! Eat him if you like, but there's no point in being angry with an poor dumb animal.

 

[Idaho Chicken Bungalow]

How is your arm and hand? That very well could've been a young child. Read only the kind supportive comments. Clearly, your chooks are well loved and taken care of.

 

[Shadrach]

That's not some solemn duty, it's a reward



I'm here, a few hundred feet away, with a window overlooking the chicken yard.



Better, I built those nesting sites. I lined them with comfy straw. I clean them when they're messy.



Better, I give them all of their dinner. And breakfast, and lunch, and snacks. Including the best bits.



Of course, it's called dinner. And scratch. And bugs.
Some hot afternoons, it's even the cold water I make magically appear in the water bucket. Can a rooster do that?



Nope. But my halfhearted fighting of predators is many times more effective than his best day version.



In sand I provided.
I don't think they care who's around when they bathe, at least mine don't.



Better, I go to the store many miles away, fight off shortage-crazed humans for the best bags, spend my money that could have gone to treats for me, and haul away hundreds of pounds of chicken sustenance. I then lug those 50 lb. bags on my shoulder, one at a time, from my driveway to the chicken land - a long trek.
Can a rooster do that?



Of course. I also possess the means to separate any bullies by putting them in jail.
Can a rooster do that?



Of course, I have eyes. When the hens make an alert, I come to have a look. You know, with my eyeballs. Which I have.
Usually, my presence alone is enough to scare off predators.
I can also do things a rooster would never think of, like checking track marks in the dirt to identify a predator, and checking for digging holes around their house.



I believe they do, by virtue of parting crowds when I walk and looking up at me for food. If there's anything more to being in charge I will delegate it to my minion, the rooster. Sometimes to my dog, when I think some urine might be useful on the fences. I'm not going to be performing that lowly chore either, because human.

There you go you see. That all sounds like manual labour and in my country bosses don't do that.
I think you're just like me really except I'm way past wanting to boss anyone about.

 

[DParker75089]

Sorry you got hurt! Don't take it personally, he's a bird-brain. Have you noticed how small their little heads are? Not much room for brains. He didn't think things through, they'll kill for grubs, a favorite treat! Eat him if you like, but there's no point in being angry with an poor dumb animal.

I'm not sure what it is that leads you to believe that I think chickens are intelligent or that I'm angry at an animal, but it certainly isn't anything I've said. I wasn't happy about being spurred and having to see a Dr because of it, but that doesn't mean I have expectations of human thought or behavior from poultry.

 

[Greyhoundmama]

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I was responding to a thread entitled "He's toast now". My mistake, I got confused.

 

[DParker75089]

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I was responding to a thread entitled "He's toast now". My mistake, I got confused.

It sounds like you still are.

 

[Tbryon]

My stupid WL rooster finally bought himself a one-way ticket to freezer camp. I was sitting on the edge of the back porch yesterday afternoon having a little quiet time hand-feeding the chickens some BSFL (their favorite treat). Todd (my rooster) wasn't a problem at all when we first got him about 9 months ago, but he's been getting increasingly combative with me for some time now, for reason(s) unbeknownst to me. He's normally pretty sedate at treat time though, even participating with no aggressive behavior at all, and this time appeared to be no different...until I turned my head for a second to give some larvae to one of the hens who was standing just behind my left shoulder. Apparently he thought that was a great opportunity to launch a sneak attack and he hit my right arm like a ton of bricks, sinking one spur into my forearm and the other directly into my wrist. Were I not bleeding like a stuck pig and my wrist in severe pain I would have killed him on the spot...but I was and it was, so that bought him a little time. I let both punctures bleed for just a little bit to help flush them out, then cleaned them up with peroxide and stopped the bleeding. Then I thought it a good idea to hit a local 24/7 urgent care joint to get a tetanus shot and a scrip for some antibiotics, which I did. As the night wore on my wrist and hand swelled a bit (which the doctor said would likely happen) and the pain became quite intense, making me think that I might have a hairline fracture in one or more of the little bones in/near the wrist. But this morning that pain had largely subsided (though it still aches pretty bad if I put any pressure on my wrist), which I wouldn't expect if anything were actually broken.

Given that I'm right-handed he has a few more days to strut around and crow until my hand and wrist feel good enough to grab his feathered ass and take him out of the gene pool. My fault for putting it off this long hoping he'd eventually learn better.

He’s just doing what nature decree’s, all (roosters) do it. They’re natural instinct is to protect the flock. If he’s a good Breeder and reconsider.

 

[Luv Ducks]

He’s just doing what nature decree’s, all (roosters) do it. They’re natural instinct is to protect the flock. If he’s a good Breeder and reconsider.

I only have ducks but if one of them ever attack me it will be down the road they will go. I never knew roosters could be so violent to the caretaker of the flock. I had one years ago but he was alone and as sweet as could be. I guess if they are without others they can be good but I have read where others have had a good one that was sweet and with a flock.

 

[Lavender Wraps]

I've have some really sweet roosters and some really bad roosters. My last bad rooster was a Bantam. I raised him from a chick. He was getting a little testie with one of my hens so I put my foot between them. Bad idea. He attacked, kinda of shredding my pants legs. I put him in insulation for a few days. After I let him out he seems okay until he attacked me again. I gave him to a neighbor who mostly kept their few hens in an enclosure. Mine are free range. A couple weeks later he had crossed the road and was down in our ditch. I picked him up, he was skin and bone. I put him back in with my the hens. He filled out and was back at being nasty again. This time I took him to a feed store. If he had been a large rooster he would have fit into our freezer quite nicely. It's sad these sort of things happen as I love hearing a rooster crow, anytime of the day! They also help keep the hens together instead of scattered from here to kingdom come and they set off an alarm when a hawk is overhead. I also like to have a hen hatch chicks every couple years. But as it stands now, I'm good without a rooster.

 

[DParker75089]

He’s just doing what nature decree’s, all (roosters) do it. They’re natural instinct is to protect the flock. If he’s a good Breeder and reconsider.

First off, no, not "all roosters do it". Secondly, I have no idea what...

"If he's a good Breeder and reconsider."

...is supposed to mean.