This is Avery. He learned the hard way who is boss in one day. Very aggressive chicken. I used to have to take something with me in the coop everyday to feed and water and clean because you never knew when he would decide to attack. He got me a few times. I got him when he was about 6 months old just getting his spurs. I have scars from him and he would go for your eyes. When I first got him he was not aggressive in fact I carried him around like a puppy dog then I got other chickens and he got less attention and he either got jealous or it was because I didn't carry him around everyday. So if you can get him used to be handled do not slack on it. Anyways he got mean real mean. Had to carry a PVC pipe with me and wack him if he came at me one time he came and me and wouldn't stop full attack mode not backing down. So we sparred and he got wracked really hard and went down and I thought I killed him I went running crying and screaming into the house telling my husband that I killed Avery. He was like well we will have chicken for dinner and a peaceful mornings from now on, no big deal. I went back out intending to throw away Avery I couldn't eat him, I loved him even though we sparred cause I remember when I used to carry him around like a puppy and its my fault he's dead. I pick him up stroking him sobbing and he starts coming to, I tell him I'm sorry but I had to defend myself and he can't do that to me I am only doing my part in helping take care of the girls. I know he didn't understand the words but he does understand the PVC pipe or long stick. Anyone that goes into the coop with a long pipe or stick can safely feed and water the chickens as he will go to back of the run. Hard lesson learned. I did get rid of Avery due to his crowing and the fact we are now raising pure English Orpingtons and silkies. Not a recommended method.
