We’ve had a rogue rooster roaming the hood lately!

I know he’s misplaced because our HOA would quickly cry “fowl play” if anyone tried to own chickens. Not only does he seem to have escaped from his home, he also seems to have lost track of time as he is crowing morning, noon, and night and all the hours in between!

If he sticks around much longer, I’m gonna have to give him a name. I’m currently leaning toward Cock-a-doodle Dundee- what do you think?

He’s a fine looking fellow, for sure, but his cocky strut conveys that he is well aware of it!

I took a few final pictures of him crossing the road – and tried to think of a “Why did the rooster cross the road joke?” to close with…

…but alas, my brain wasn’t coming up with anything clever, so I’ll just close by saying this guy was definitely poultry in motion!

P.S. – I can hear him crowing in the distance as I type this and it’s making me smile!