That damned rooster finally made a personal appearance. I’m talking about the same one that’s been waking us each dawn with his insanely loud and incessant crowing for the past few months. This past week he decided to fly over into our neighbor’s backyard. Today we finally put out a raccoon trap to catch it. While setting the trap and sprinkling a trail of feed corn into it, I felt like I was living out a cartoon. Of course, in the cartoon I’d be the bear who’s trying to hibernate. Here’s a couple photos of him strutting around in Joyce’s backyard:
Cock of the block
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