I guess I must be an old fart as well because I too have experienced the terror of dealing with an attack chicken. When I was a kid of 7, my parents bought a bunch of hens and one bantam rooster. Well my parents made me feed the chickens and carry ou trash to a burn pile we had.(It was the 70's, we lived in rural Alabama and didn't have any form of trash pick up to carryt o a land fill like we do today). So everyday i had to face down and knock out this bantam rooster then run like mad to get my chores done around him before he woke back up from being knocked out. Well one day I didn't pay attention to how long I had been at getting things done when the rooster came to and attacked. I managed to escape but not without some deep scratches and cuts from his talons.
Fortunately I have never had to deal with geese. i have heard those things are super mean.
My Dad got some bantum eggs one time and incubated them (in an incubator). Out of one of them came a rooster who immediately pecked him. The little squirt ended up being king of roost (he would attack just about anything) so my Dad figured he would teach the little s**t a lesson.
He went and bought a game rooster and locked the two of them in the barn. When he came back to see what happened Mr. Bantum was strutting proud. The game rooster was bloodied and beaten. That little guy had some fierce looking spurs on him.
We also had a turkey once who didn't care much for women for some reason. When he saw one he would puff up and head straight at them.
Being from the south and farm country I could spend all day telling you weird animal stories.
