One of my neighbors must have thought that in order to be a real country dude he had to have a rooster. This rooster is apparently brain-dead or at least has no idea of time. He certainly loves the sound of his beautiful voice at all hours of the day and night. I'm hoping a fox or coyote has a stomach for his melodious singing. Hmm? I haven't used my slow cooker for awhile.
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