At 6am this morning, we wondered what in the world was that strange, low, sort of gargling noise outside. Wild turkeys? A crow? The young cows down the street? No, it was our very own Chicken Joe, finally really going for a bonafide crow from inside the coop. I realized it was the same pattern I had heard coming from the coop last week (in the middle of the day), only today he was repeating himself several times. True, he sounded a bit strangled and like he didn't quite know what he was doing (he is a chicken teenager, after all, about 4 1/2 months old), but he's finally found his voice.
A few minutes later, we heard another rooster from a neighbor (don't know who has chickens by us!), and that one was the traditional high-pitched number. Chicken Joe's not the most macho of cockerels so far (for which we are grateful!), and I really hope his crow stays this nice, low, soft version. Unlikely, I know, but a girl can dream. Continuing to crow after 6am would be nice, too, but again, unlikely. ;-)
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Yee-Haw! we now notice if we don't hear big rooster crowing in the morning.
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