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Yesterday sucked. While I was finishing up feeding the chickens, Gus ran up behind me and attacked me and wouldn’t let up. Fortunately he didn’t have spurs yet, or I could have been injured–as it was my leg was scratched up and he put a small hole in my leg. Paul saw the whole thing from the barn and had to run over and kick him away from me to snap him out of it.

Needless to say, we had to put an end to that. I don’t know if we’ll be able to eat him, but he’s now in parts in the freezer. :( My mom helped us do the processing (thanks Mom). We both feel terrible, since this was Paul’s favorite and a beautiful rooster…but we couldn’t have him attacking people, and AFAIK you can’t exactly rehabilitate an aggressive rooster.

This leaves Red in charge. I REALLY hope he doesn’t turn aggressive.

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