The time I let a Rooster get away with flogging me.

I just got flogged by this Isabel Ameraucana Cockerel - and this is one circumstance where I am absolutely going to let it go.

You see, this beautiful little Bresse lady also seen pictured in this post Was hatched and raised alongside this cockerel and a few other random pullets. She was the only chick out of a clutch of Bresse eggs I hatched this spring - so I just threw her in with these Ameraucanas while I worked to hatch more Bresse.

Fast-forward to now, where I have been able to cultivate a beautiful flock of American Bresse to go alongside her (with the amazing help of Whitney Bissonette Bissonnette Acres) And Hank has completed the coop that they will live in.

So, usually I would move chickens around at night. I find that it’s always easier and less stressful on everybody if they’re moved around at night and snatched straight off the roosting bars. However, today I went against my own policies and I’m moving these birds around in the middle of the afternoon.

And that’s why the flogging took place. This beautiful Isabel Guy has never shown even an ounce of aggression up until today, he’s never even given me the side eye. But as I snatched up this lady, causing quite the commotion, and walking out of the coop, you better bet that he flogged my shin on the way out.
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Honestly, if there was ever a time where a flogging was deserved, that would be it. So I will absolutely be letting this one slide.

***Edited to share that I made an executive decision to put this Bresse Pullet back with her Isabel Amerauana Protector the following day.  The reality is, my Bresse program will function just fine without her.  I believe her presence is better served with the flock she was raised with.