I remember when I was around 8yo or so.. went to my father’s friend’s ranch..
I was placed in an over-sized stock-pen(about 1/2 an acre) with a rooster, that I would swear was taller than me, he was about 50 feet away when I was placed in there.. he came running at me so fast I don’t ever even remember touching the fence or posts.. I think I cleared (jumped) it head first.. haha ;^)
I have respected (and given lots of room) to roosters since then.
I can imagine this, Bikkuri. They can sure do some damage. Mine’s spurs seemed like they were about 3 inches long. (I doubt this, in hindsight) One of them got my grandmother once when she was hanging out clothes.
I was about that age when I got my 2. One of them lived until I was a freshman & the other until I was a sophomore. I’d love to have a few chickens. (I don’t think I could ever eat my own, though)