Bradley vs. the Rooster

This is Bradley (my crazy husband for those of you who know him) and his Americana rooster. The other day his rooster flew into our pen that we have our mail-order chickens in (gold laced wydots and speckled susex). I was determined that Bradley needed to get the rooster out of the pen with the smaller birds because the rooster was going to eat all of their biddy food. So he went to work trying to pen him in a corner and catch him. Gage and I were watching and giggling at him because it can quite comical trying to catch a chicken...much less a rooster! On the 2nd try he caught him and put him back in his respective pen. You have to hold roosters by the feet (like you see in the picture) because they will spur you.