Thursday, January 20, 2011

Chanticleer

lives on the other side of the fence. Promptly at five o'clock this morning he started hollering, "It's a new day!" Okay, so it is; but at eight fifteen, he is still proclaiming that it is a new day. No, Cock, you wore that song out hours ago, and the day is well underway.

BBBH made a comment to the effect that she was surprised someone had not wrung his scrawny neck. It was perhaps a hint to me that I should be the perpetrator of this nefarious deed. Can't do it; he's not my bird.


Perhaps to replace the five to seven sleep set I can compensate with a set in the afternoon, say from two to four! I love naps anyway.
IT'S A NEW DAY!
Image: Wikipedia

7 comments:

Lin said...

So, how long do they keep crowing?? I'd have to kill him after about 15 minutes! Ugh. I guess we know why they are not allowed in suburbia.

Anonymous said...

Staying next to a rooster is nothing to crow about

vanilla said...

Lin, he clocks out at 8:30; but then again at 6:00 p.m. he clocks in to sing, "No more daylight!"

Anon, crowing about it? No. But you're going to notice it!

Lin said...

Seriously???! He's gotta sing goodnight too?? What is with THAT?!

vanilla said...

Lin, yeah, I couldn't make that up. But it only lasts 15 minutes or so.

Grace said...

Well it's not as bad as garbage trucks at 6 in the morning! Oh, well any excuse for a nice nap!

vanilla said...

Grace, you are so right. Nature's sounds trump mechanical noises. (Good afternoon nap!)