When March comes in like a lion....

Watta day.....rain ‘n wind this mornin’....
darn rooster screaming ev’ry 8 seconds this morning ‘n then sumthin’ must’a really excited him cuz then he was crowing ev’ry 3 seconds....y’know, that seems like it’s barely enuff time for him to take a breath inbetween....so, I gave up ‘n got up.....
We’ve been adopted, it seems, by a large black ‘n white rooster....I figure he must’a got his butt kicked ‘n he’s just hiding out in our backyard....this morning, I looked out the window ‘n saw him flirting with the pea hen that’s been hanging out up the street...when she followed him into the back yard, I turned Willie ‘n Rusty out ‘n they ran her off... it’s not that I have a p’ticklar dislike for pea fowl but, miGawd!..they have a voice comparable to the air horn I have on my motorhome.....
People drop off all kind of fowl in Ol Fair Oaks...we have some of the most diverse chickens that a body c’d imagine ‘n somebody dropped off the pea hen last year....I kind’a feel sorry for her ‘n wish someone would drop off a Pea Cock to keep her comp’ny....but not at my house, please....up the street ‘ud be fine....got a lady up there that thinks it’s just fine for chickens to hang out in her back yard... or even her front yard, far’s I c’n tell...
She sounded a little amazed one day when she told me that a hen had followed her into her house ‘n then crapped in the floor....can’t imagine why she was surprised....