Thanks for the welcome back Your Red boy looks a lot like the RI Red we had...I love chickens. The ones I had as a kid all had VERY distinct personalities. We had a few Bantam hens and one of them laid a clutch of eggs we didn't know about (she hid them)--ants got most of the eggs but a single egg hatched out and it was a boy. He was the meanest, nastiest rooster I've ever known--he was tiny, but spur-happy. Must have been a Napoleon complex? God forbid we even go into HIS area, near HIS hens, even if we were bringing them food.