It has come to my attention that someone nearby has a rooster. A ROOSTER. We live in the city! Now, I understand the benefit of having chickens around…we saw several places during our house hunting that had old chicken coops as part of the backyard. But you don’t need a rooster for chickens to lay eggs…you only need a rooster if you want to make other chickens. WHO NEEDS MORE CHICKENS? Isn’t there more benefit to having more eggs? So, perhaps the point of having a rooster is to annoy the crap out of your neighbors. (Oh, man, maybe they’re having cock fights…I didn’t even think about that). As far as noise goes, the chihuahuas are worse…the rooster simply startles me. Every time I hear a cock-a-doodle-doo my brain thinks, “Was that a ROOSTER I just heard?” Then my brain wanders down the same path that I just wrote about (why have a rooster when they don’t lay eggs?) and I forget about it…until a few moments later when the rooster crows again; (”Was that a rooster I just heard?”) And so on and so on…