I've never stood for a people aggressive rooster in my life - i was attacked by one when I was 5 - my favorite "sweet pet" roo turned into an ornery fellow twice - second time he tore my legs up. Got rid and culled a few others over the years when they showed mean signs...Now I did once and only once make an exception - why? because that roo only had it in for me - lol. me and him just didn't get along. My daughter (at the time 3 - 4) it was her rooster. And he'd let her go in mess with him, and harass his girls to her hearts content...He didn't care. he'd keep an eye on what was going on, but that was about it. ME? he hit a year old and decided he hated me -
- he was fine except when I messed with his girls and got them fussing, then I was guaranteed a pair of ripped jeans. of course I fixed this, i locked him out of the coop if i was inside, or nabbed him and stuck a infant's onsie on him, with is legs out - he would get so distracted by the darn thing on him and just lay out - I could do whatever I wanted while he laid there all peeved. Of course it didn't make him like me any better obviously...
Now I will tell you - he and his flock were almost always locked up - only ever let loose for an hour or two in the evenings. well once day their pen had been knocked open and he made me so glad I had kept his mean old hide. If it wasn't for that roo protecting his girls and being the phenomenal boy he was - a stray dog would have probably killed most of my brown leghorn girls (his girls) Elvis ran this 40 or so lb dog off yipping. I hadn't realized what was going on till all hell broke loose, my dogs start going nuts and I hear this huge chicken ruckus. Just as I'm opening the door (i've just woke up - its 6am) I see this dog comes flying out of the coop, hens running every which way (6 girls) and elvis hot on the heels of this dog,
dog turns around as the screen door bangs behind me - (wrong move for the dog to stop)
and Elvis is all on top of that mutt. That stray ran off with its tail between its legs and yipping cause Elvis had near 2" spurs that were sharp. and when I nabbed him he had a couple tooth marks on him, but plenty of blood on his feet and spurs (and fur) from that dog. He also lost 1/2 one spur (presumably in the dog's backside - lol )
Lancelot is absolutely gorgeous and such an awesomely brave rooster.


Now I will tell you - he and his flock were almost always locked up - only ever let loose for an hour or two in the evenings. well once day their pen had been knocked open and he made me so glad I had kept his mean old hide. If it wasn't for that roo protecting his girls and being the phenomenal boy he was - a stray dog would have probably killed most of my brown leghorn girls (his girls) Elvis ran this 40 or so lb dog off yipping. I hadn't realized what was going on till all hell broke loose, my dogs start going nuts and I hear this huge chicken ruckus. Just as I'm opening the door (i've just woke up - its 6am) I see this dog comes flying out of the coop, hens running every which way (6 girls) and elvis hot on the heels of this dog,



Lancelot is absolutely gorgeous and such an awesomely brave rooster.


