"They've had it with you singing so early in the morning and waking them up. But Rooster, isn't that what God's plan for you?" Why do you let a few silly humans tell you what to do?" He fixated on a few ants who mindlessly marched on the underside of the top rail of the wall. "Sigh… "
She went on: "You think that if you sulk they will feel bad and beg you to crow again. Ha! Maybe you can take some singing lessons…?"
The day was going to getting warm; he needed to get off that fence.
…to be continued, maybe
|What are you looking at? A rooster on a leash, indeed!|