What Is Up With Bruce?

Bruce is not the only rooster who crows or comes into our yard. I don’t know how many there are or why they crow. Perhaps they are boasting about planting seed in their harem of hens. I know they don’t get returning to standard after six months of daylight. But still. That accounts for only one hour difference. Not five or seven. Half past midnight I hear the annoying cock-a-doodle and can’t figure out why. It’s raining. Is Bruce complaining because his feathers are wet? Dude. Take a chill pill and find some shelter. Don’t just stand in it and complain your lack of understanding why there is moisture falling on you. I can’t sleep with your built in alarm. I got up to relieve myself and checked the clock before I returned to bed. That is how know it was half past midnight. When Br...