Blogging! what a shock! Well, being of post-retirement age (does that even make sense? what comes after retirement? I dread to think...wouldn't it just be retirement age?), I require biological relief several times during the night. *sigh* Some of you may relate.... Tonight, I couldn't sleep.
My neighbors sometimes complain that our roosters crow several times per night. We always wonder... why do they do that?
Finally, I am starting to formulate a theory. One that makes a little more sense that what people usually tell me. (which is, "Roosters can't tell what time it is; they're dumb." They've been doing this for many thousands of years; you'd think they'd get it by now!) I think that when I get up, to do my business, the roosters hear me, see the little bathroom light, and think, "Oh my gosh, it's morning already, the aunties are already getting up!" and start crowing. Only the young, inexperienced ones do this. And they quickly see their error. It's not getting light, and the air doesn't feel right for morning.
I usually check the time when I get up. Midnight or so. And 3 am. Those are my normal times. And the rooster(s) (sometimes one, sometimes more) is(are) crowing. We even jokingly called them our midnight roosters and our 3 o'clock roosters! I was thinking they woke me up, making me roll around and want to go to the bathroom. Now, with this new theory, I wake up (and get up), and then they wake up and crow. This is supported by this evening's incident. I couldn't sleep, and after trying for a few hours, I got up at 1:30 am (NOT a normal rooster crowing time by the original theory), and the roosters were crowing.
Well, it's quiet in the country. That's all I hear. Now the rooster has stopped and it is absolutely quiet. I guess I'll try to sleep again.
Shhhhh... don't wake the roosters!
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