My son bought a little Mille Fleur D'Uccle rooster at a garage sale last year against my better judgment. The family was moving to town and had to get rid of their flock. I didn't want a rooster in with our hens. We had owned some bad ones. This little guy is the nicest, most polite, sweetest chicken we have. He loves to be held, protects his girls, goes to chicken clinics with my son and calmly tolerates bathing. We were trimming his spurs today and he calmly had both eyes closed, relaxing in my lap and having a sun bath. And finally...sorry for going on so...when he crows people always look around and ask, "What was THAT?" It is pretty hilarious.