It's been a rough few weeks but taking this picture this
morning just made my day and brought a smile to my face.
Typically we hear Mr Rooster cockadoodle dooing in the wee hours of the morning and its a comforting feeling that takes me back to when I lived on a farm with my mother. Only thing is we don't live on a farm nor in the country, we live smack dab in the city. Occasionally, we hear it's owner calling his name telling him to get home when he gets out. When I heard him this morning I could tell he was right outside our house when I went out I found him atop our fence but I scared him and there he was walkin' the line in the street like I'd asked him to do a sobriety test or something.