stam your troubles with your rooster reminds me of when i was a kid and would stay with my grandparents. grandma had a pet rooster who did not like me or grand pa. one sunday grandma sent me to get a stewing hen for sunday dinner. i always took a stick with me into the coop. yep i walk in and here came the rooster with spurs out. i did not mean to kill but. he made a great pot of chicken and dumplings. also it was a good thing i went home that night and didn't go back for a couple weeks. grandma had calmed down by then. grandpa said he stayed out of her way for a few days but was glad that bird was gone