I love a good rooster crow. But it must be just the right amount. I don’t want it to be so loud as to hear it at night while I sleep. I can hear enough dogs barking, I don’t want to add a rooster to that. I don’t want to hear it too early. I don’t want to wake up to a rooster. And I don’t want to hear it any time before mid morning. And I’d like him to stop after about 5 minutes. I don’t want hours of cock a doodle doing.
This apartment has the right amount of rooster. He starts at about 9:15 and finishes by 9:30. But every morning I’m sure he’s been eaten. I worry until I hear him.
And then I’m happy and Jeff sings the Alice in Chains song:
“Here they come to snuff the rooster, yeah you know he ain’t gonna die.”
😆 so true & well said! You look AMAZING!! Must be the Mango’s 🥭.
Love you guys ❤️
Thank you. I do think mangos are magical ir the tequila in the margaritas.
Never gave rooter crowing much thought until now. Now I miss it!
Careful what you wish for. Too much rooster is not good
😂❤️
There’s a think line between too much and just enough.
We have roosters in our neighborhood. I don’t hear them often but always smile when I do.
Tell Jeff I approve of his song choice! 🐓
I love hearing then from afar, and Jeff belting out grunge.