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Several times a day, I check the chicken house and around the yard for eggs.
Several times a day, I have to get past Mean Rooster.
Several times a day, he tries to kill me.
But I get my rooster stick, update my will, and keep going. (There’s just a small amount of screaming involved.)
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I do agree he would make for a fine chicken dinne and chicken soup, mabe even a chicken sandwich.
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I’m such a scairdy cat about critters like this, and I would also be the one squealing. It stinks, being a girl.
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http://www.whatupduck.com
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More videos, please! Would just LOVE to see more of Annabelle and Pepsi and all the gang!
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You will have to train the dog to “run interferance” for you!
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Suzanne–might I suggest chicken tenders or baked chicken. since you just had chicken and dumplings like a month ago. Is it white wine goes with chicken. He doesn’t bother with 52: let him catch it.
Since they are now free range, he thinks his territory IS YOUR yard. The other roosters in your flock seem pretty well mannered. If he can’t behave, then it is time for him to go.
I don’t think you could deal with the guilt of having him attack someone (I am not sure about the legalities, but . . .)
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spoken by Ruby in Cold Mountain, right before she wrings it’s neck.
just sayin’
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I couldn’t eat him for his misbehavior but I sure could sell him.
(That’s why I don’t live on a farm, lol)
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Do you want eggs? During the video I did not see any nest boxes for the hens to lay their eggs in. How many do you have? They recommend at least 1 box per 4 hens. If you give them nice dry nest boxes they will lay eggs. Go to backyardchickens.com they have lots of information for making some, great pictures too.
Get some big boots on and chase that rooster – he will quit once he sees he cannot intimidate you!
God Bless! Michelle in Tennessee
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That’s what i’d advice for you to do. Introduce him to a stew pot. Then share your chicken soup recipe with us. I’m sure you have a wonderful homemade noodle recipe that you are just dying to try out.
Golden opportunity.
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I have to say, my Godfather’s mean rooster gets picked up and carried around whenever he gets a little too full of himself, and he’s NEVER attacked me or my kids (three of whom are girls).
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1) Whack him with a broom
2) Dump a bucket of water on him
You carry one
Morgan carries two
Get the boys to help
Chase him .. yell/snarl (no screams) and then..
3) He goes to chicken jail!
Remember you blog entry about the chickens at the other farm, if they didn’t show up for curfew, they went to the holding pen for 3 days.
No Freedom for bad behavior.
M
- who picked eggs at the grandparents farm in Georgia and had to deal with aggresive hens!
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I dont even know how you deal with him! I am sorry to say, as handsome as he is, his behavior would get him a one way ticket to kebobville!
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Try putting a golf ball or a real looking egg – one in each nesting box to give them the right idea. Or you might go out and purchase a few experienced layers to show your girls how it’s done until they get the hang of it.
There are also articles on this problem with more ideas at the backyardchickens.com website.
Good luck! I wish I was there to help! Michelle
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On another note, I really loved the sounds of your farm! The crowing, the wonderful bleating of sweet goats. I hope you post more videos sometime. I enjoy the idyll of your farm life.
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An hour or two in a stewpot would do wonders for his attitude.
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Whack him or cook him! Either way he learns a lesson!
Good Luck!
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~Jenny~
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One day, I entered and Rusty spotted me from across the pen and charged me. There was a large wooden stake lying on the ground and I picked it up, and hit him in the head with the intention of killing him (I was that scared). I whacked that rooster so hard it knocked him down! I didn’t kill him though, but that mean rooster NEVER bothered me again.
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One day we saw the familiar scenario unfold as we were playing baseball. Before we knew it, Barb was in a full run with the rooster gaining on her. We called to her to run toward us. As she came by, I grabbed the trusty old wooden bat and planted a home-run swing on him. If he were a baseball, he would have left the park. As it turned out, the rooster fell to the ground and didn’t get up. What to do now???
All I could remember going through my mind was how I was going to explain this to mom and dad. Somehow, in my adolescent mind, I thought they would be upset that I went to such an extreme to protect my sister. Somehow, I sort of understood the notion of proportional retaliation at that age. So, I mustered up the courage to march right into the house and tell mom we were about to have chicken for dinner, if only she could give me a refresher on how to butcher the bird. I decided to take teary-faced Barb with me as sentimental cover for the wrath that was sure to come.
As I dramatically recounted Barb’s peril, I explained that I killed the old bird with the baseball bat. Mom listened intently (thankfully dad wasn’t home at the time). Much to my dismay and without batting an eye, she told me to tie the bird up by his feet while she got a pot of water to boil.
To shorten the story and leave out gory details, I made my way back to toward the barn. When I got to the motionless rooster, I was sure rigamortis had set in already (it had only been about 15 min since the encounter). So, I gave the rooster a nudge with my boot. Almost immediately he got up and wandered in circles, clearly dazed. After a few minutes, he appeared to be back to normal, sans the aggressive behavior. After that, Barb never had a problem with the rooster and could play happily in the yard wherever she desired.
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Remember, he is the last line of defense against that raccoon that manages to get into the chicken house at night. He needs his spurs and attitude. But he needs to know NOT to use them on you.
I am a city girl who raised chickens in the city. A raccoon got in one night (yes, in the middle of Phoenix) and my 3 frizzle boys died defending their sister, who was not touched by the raccoon. These were baby boys, too. Not even to adolescence yet. Brave little fuzz balls.
A broom is a good thing to chase and beat with. Scary to them. I would catch my big rooster, disable legs and wings with my hands and put him on my lap. When I petted his head he gradually became hypnotized and hung his head down in bliss. They are all bluster.
A friend smacked her mean rooster with a cast iron frying pan. He landed under a bush and didn’t come out for 3 days! When he did, he behaved.
You can do it. Shoot, if I can, you certainly can!!!
Have someone film your showdown! It will make a great sequel!
I sure miss my chickens.