I am new to the chicken thing, this is my first year ever having (or being around chickens). We bought 6 day-old chicks in April from
TSC, not knowing what we wee getting into. They stayed in the house in a guinee pig cage for the first few weeks, then moved cage out to garage (stinky) where they lived for a couple more weeks while we built there coop. Started getting too big for cage, then moved into large dog kennel, then finally out the the coop! Anyway, I thought we had 5 hens and 1 rooster. However, as they started getting older, around 4 months old, I realized that three of the 4 GLW bantams (I assume is what they are from looking at hundreds of pictures of other birds) were acting way more aggressively towards the others. They turned out to be roosters too. Great, now what. I have 4 roosters and 2 hens. Well, easy decision, because, the three GLW's were not too nice to me or the other birds. so I gave them away. I kept the nice, non-aggressive rooster which I lovingly named Ricky Roo, and the two hens (GLW bantam, named Henny Penny, and a white Silky named Silly), adpoted a RIR from certain death from another farm and named her Growly, because she is not as comfortable with us as our chickens and growls all the time at us.
Anyway, Ricky Roo was the best little rooster. I don't know what kind he was, I haven't been able to figure it our yet. He was a bantam. He was golden brown around his neck, darker wing feathers, and long white tail feather. He was so sweet. He never showed any signs of aggression toward the hens or myself. Granted, he was still young, and unfortunatley did not live long (he was assumably taken by a hawk earlier this week
He would follow me around the yard, the hens of course following him, and crow at me when I wasn't paying him any attention. I would sit down on the ground and he would then start pecking around to ignore me, all the while keeping his eye on me to make sure was watching him. In the evening, I always went into the coop for cuddle time. He would hope over to me and stare at me until I put my arm down for him to jump up onto my shoulders. He would then rub around in my hair and walk from shoulder to shoulder.
I have always heard that roosters were aggressive and was kinda scarred to have one, but I have to say, he was so gentle, and was my favorite out of the flock. I loved him more than I eve thought I would have and miss him very much. RIP Ricky Roo