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THERE WAS A REASON I AWOKE with the sun this morning, quite in opposition to my wishes. It was on account of that male in the chicken-yard. Less than enamored by the rooster cock-a-doodling his fool head off, it dawned on me that if he kept it up, there could be some actual truth to the part about his head coming off.

And then I said to the keeper of the fowl, "You're going to have to get rid of that noisy creature!"


Of course, now I'm pondering the fact that on the last day of summer, all thanks to said creature, I didn't miss the marvelous sunrise.


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