AUHHH! With god there's bad. The little **** tried to kick me again tonight in the stall when I asked him to move out of my way and all I had was my plastic pitch fork and I used it like the branch and backed him right into the corner! I think last time I might have not had that factor of noise...this time I was so angered that I know my stance and look came off as the real deal this time! Boy did he think hard and long...then I pulled his food out and i will be going out in a little bit to go through the same thing....