Two of my free range roosters have claimed our living room window as their evening roost. Sometimes they hop up during the day to annoy my dog, and she falls for it every time. Which means barking and slobber on the window because when they turn around she tries to grab their butt feathers.
But she can’t.
Because there’s a window in the way.
And I’m pretty sure they know it.
But sometimes Grumpy pops up during the day just to yell at me for no apparent reason. They’re just a very angry species these roosters… but Grumpy is especially temperamental.
After all, this habit of yelling, and his attempted attacks upon my person, are why I called him Grumpy in the first place…
You can see him looking for me and almost hear what he’s thinking… Is she in there? Where’s the girl? I don’t see – ah yes… there she is… let me give her a piece of mind, small though it is… BWAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!
It helps the illusion that he also has old man eyebrows that stick up angrily when you look at him dead on.
So that’s Grumpy for you.