There’s a rooster somewhere in my neighborhood. It just caws and warbles from someplace unknown. It’s not even strictly in the morning, but in the afternoon. It’s such a strange bird. It’s not the one pictured above, but that’s what I think of when I look at it.
I have never heard a rooster crow anywhere that I’ve lived. You’re lucky!
I do not remember the last day when I woke up with his hand in a city that is not easy!!!!!
Those roosters can be very pesky and noisy indeed.