I guess it is safe to say that I like this bird.  He is trying (TRYING) to calm himself down, but sometimes he forgets.  Sigh.

He was feeling extra frisky the other day, much to the hen’s dismay.  Some just put up with him, others ran away, and I would yell “ALL RIGHT! THAT’S ENOUGH”, when I thought he is getting carried away, while I was working in the yard.

But for some reason, that very same day, he (the rooster) decided that Evan didn’t need to be on our property.  What a goofy bird. 

Our son is a B.I.G. guy, retired Army, (Saudi War), truck driving, logger, heavy equipment operator, you know the kind.

Anyway, Roo kept trying to attack Son, and he did so once too often. 

Suddenly Roo understood what the U.S. Military means when they say they turn boys into men.

The results were…..

anyway….

I still have my rooster, the rooster still has his life, complete will all of his wings, feet and neck, but it was touch and go there for awhile.  (So far the bird seems to have CALMED down, waaaaaaaay down. But I still don’t trust him).

I had to tell you that story so I could tell you what happened that evening.  Because everyone got so stressed out in the hen house, I figured I wouldn’t have very many eggs the next day unless I distressed all of them somehow.

Having one last bottle of flower Essences called Five Flower Formula (sometimes called Rescue Remedy) I thought I would go out a spray the hens and the rooster to see if that helped in the egg production.

Well, the time was about dark, they were all on the perch, with Roo in the middle between two of his very favorite hens (their backs prove it) and as I walked close enough to spray them, one of the hens flapped her wing over the top of Roo’s back, just like she was trying to protect him.

I must say that the whole episode made me stand in awe at the care and the concern for this former (I HOPE) bad boy, Roo, the rooster, by the girls.  Amazing.