My mom had a rooster that hated me. He wasn’t super mean but would attack after warning me if I didn’t leave quick enough.
I solved the problem by saying repeating “I’m going to pick you up” and catching him anytime he started getting aggressive. I’d wrap him up in a towel, take him inside, and we’d watch “How it’s Made” while I pet his head and talked to him. He calmly but unhappily accepted the situation.
After a few days of that he mostly left me alone. If he started puffing up I’d tell him “I’m going to pick you up”: he’d instantly deflate and run away making unhappy noises.
My mom had a rooster that hated me. He wasn’t super mean but would attack after warning me if I didn’t leave quick enough.
I solved the problem by saying repeating “I’m going to pick you up” and catching him anytime he started getting aggressive. I’d wrap him up in a towel, take him inside, and we’d watch “How it’s Made” while I pet his head and talked to him. He calmly but unhappily accepted the situation.
After a few days of that he mostly left me alone. If he started puffing up I’d tell him “I’m going to pick you up”: he’d instantly deflate and run away making unhappy noises.
Nice! You’re like the Cesar Milan of poultry. The “cock whisperer”.