My Wife proved with out a doubt she has better aim than I do. The Rooster was back to his old tricks of sneaking up behind and flogging the back of your legs. Little did he know the wife was ready for him. The rooster charged and she slung a old flag pole. Caught him in the back of the head. Wife came in the house and says, I killed the rooster. Me thinking great, now I got to clean a chicken. I went out and that rooster was stretched out like a possum that didnt make it across the road. Well, I picked him up and was a bout to tell the wife to start heating some water when I noticed one of his eyes move. Then he wiggled a little bit and then went back out cold. So I carried him back to the coop and laid him on the floor. His feet hit the ground and he commenced to flapping and running out of the coop. I guess he gets to live for another day. I foynd out this week that the folks I got the rosster from have a young boy that tends the chickens. It seems that young boy like to make the rooster fight and would keep them stirred up all the time when he went to feed. Seems his mom aint to happy about it either and has been having to take a stick with her when see heads to the chicken pen. Anyways, she can handle the boy and I will take care of my rooster, eat him if I have to.
Averaging 4 eggs a day most days, feed and water consumption way down, eggs taste better and have better texture. still looking to swap some birds out, but not quite ready to head to the sales.