Whose been spurred???

Mrs. AK-Bird-Brain :

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Yep... I got lucky. My eye was closed, and he never broke the skin. But I had a beauty of a black eye, and a red welt down my face for a week. Needless to say, I didn't go into town that week.
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ok I just saw this...DEAD rooster WALKING​
 
My roosters never attacked me when I was a kid. My cockerels now have never attacked me, either. If they do start, they will undergo the most embarassing dominance training in their lives...being picked up and held on their back for a bit.
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They hate that, it doesn't hurt anything more than their pride, and it has always worked for me.

**I did get slashed really badly down my arm last night from my White Chinese gosling, Da Pengyou. She was taking a bath in a Rubbermaid tub when I was cleaning their brooder and she got a little too enthusiastic. She slipped onto her side and got scared(she is nearly 7 weeks old and massive, and she was in 2 inches of water) and started kicking wildly and screaming. I reached down to pick her up and one of her nails caught my forearm on the inside of my elbow and slashed it open down to almost my wrist. It didn't hurt initially because she kicked so hard it welted, but then after it started bleeding it hurt pretty badly for the rest of the night. I guess so far my geese are more dangerous than roosters. lol
 
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Oh, at first I was thinking "I like how it says his name WAS Dada....and then you seemed sad that he died, so I'm sorry
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Slifer got me once...Cantakerous bag of feathers took offense to the ripped jeans I was wearing and she went after me like her butt was on fire...I got all three that day: bitten, Flogged and Spurred...sheesh. she had 2 inch spurs too.
 
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ok I just saw this...DEAD rooster WALKING

*chuckle* At the time he was my ONLY rooster, and the plans were to move him to the breeder coop with my other brahma. As luck would have it, one of my 5 pullets from an April hatch turned out to be a roo, so the one that got me may go away soon. It opened up a big debate... I think sentiments fell pretty much 50/50 whether the rooster should be put down or not. He knows who's boss now, but at the time I know he was just protecting his girls. If it was a bear or dog going after his girls, I'd hope he'd do the same thing. I couldn't put him down for doing his job. And it's a good excuse to keep the boys out of the pen... they like to go in there and stir up the chickens, so now I can tell them no and have a good reason.
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Ok now the story of my 1st spurring *ahem* (I will take pictures to post later for emphases)
So, I find a great deal on 4 laying pair of Silver Phesants and decide to meet these people to buy them. I knew I wanted to keep 2 pair myself and found so far 3 people on here interested in the other 2. Anyhow, I get there (the SAMS CLUB Parking Lot) 45 mins late thanks to a horrible ordeal of events which I won't go into.
SO, the people have already gotten sick of waiting on me & went in. SO, I waited an hour and they still hadn't come out. So I decided to leave the $ in the window & start catching birds.
They had a cage in the back of their pickup divided in 2. 1 (1/2) had the grls, the other 1/2 the boys. So I get the girls out, not much trouble. Go to get the boys and oh my....they have spurs. Not spurs like roosters, but long pointy skinny spurs, like 'Hook'em horns!' Spurs... So I try grabbing them by their wings/tails, but like guineas they drop their feathers so only choice is feet. I get the 1st two, no big deal. Oh forgot to mention, the whole time there's this 1 EVIL one hissing at me...not just 'Madagascar Cockroach' Hiss, but 'Indian Jone's Heart Removal' kinda hiss. So, I go in for the the 3rd and he FLIES out of the cage into the air and into the parking lot next to I-10! And then the only one remaining is the evil one. I try to get him and BAM...I'm Jesus! He slices this 1" longx1x4" deep gash in my palm.
So, my mom gives up on trying to catch the other 1 and tells me to give it my best. I figure there just flew away my $, but I outta try. So I get a jacket and start walking. Slowly this line of cars starts backing up to watch me. I start talkin to the pheasant and a pigeon & blackbird do too (like what IS this thing???!?!.) I get up behind him and just talk and put the jacket over him & grabbed him by his legs and BAM I CAUGHT HIM! I had people lined up saying "I'd have put $ that'd u'd never have caught that bird!"
Then as I'm walking up...my mom w/her jaw dropped & my kids cheering...the couple finally approaches and I say I don't want that evil bird, you keep him. And he like pretty much demands me keep him and just reaches in, picks him up, and charges me for him.
They are now at home & happy in my 20x10 aviary/run.
What a day, what a day. Oh and every time I apply peroxide it fizzes like crazy, so whatever 2 I keep will DEFINATELY be de-spurred this coming week when we rebuild/add on pens.
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