
Laie has a serious chicken problem; they are
everywhere. Unfortunately many people are burdened with listening to the roosters at unreasonable hours of the morning.
You know, roosters are kind of like the devil... because some of them are pretty colors, and they seem like innocent little animals. WRONG.
About two weeks ago or so, one particular rooster decided to make his home in our little courtyard/playground area, which happens to be right outside out bedroom window. Without fail, every morning he wakes up, and does his cock-a-doodle-doo thing, and does it for approximately 30mins as he circles around the courtyard. Every time I wake up and have been so incredibly annoyed, but too tired to do anything about it.
Then, a friend told me of a guy in our church that supposedly...gets "rid of" roosters, so I approached him desperately in need of help. Comes to find out, he has never ki...."gotten rid of" a rooster in his life.
So considering I don't have the heart or the tools to send him on his way to another life, I decided something else needed to be done. So this morning when he so kindly woke me up again, I hurried and got dressed, picked up some rocks, and marched on down and over to the courtyard; it was time to show who REALLY was the boss.
The rooster must deep down inside know that he is severely irritating, because as soon as he saw me, he took off running. Now, I didn't just get up at 6:30am for him to get off that easy, so I decided to chase after him, while throwing rocks.
*(no animal was harmed in this scenario)
So I chased him for a little bit until he was far enough away for my satisfaction.
I fully expect him to be in the exact same place tomorrow morning, but we will also have a lovely meeting once again, until he gets the hint that this isn't his home.
Today, I consider myself a hero, because I know that all the other people who live near me were happy not to listen to the devil in feathers for a half an hour.