Something to crow about
I couldn't help but be tickled by the tale of Brewster the Rooster.
Reminded me of my childhood (which wasn't that long ago) when you could find chicken coops and outhouses in the city limits.
I can imagine a crowing rooster not being all that popular in Starmount Forest.
But I'll take a neighborhood rooster any day over a dog that won't stop barking.
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