I peek out through slitted eyes. Yep. It's daylight. Cock-a-doodle-doooo. Uh-huh. Cock-a-doodle-doooo. The clock by my bed says 6:04am. Cock-a-doodle-doooo. I close my eyes and pull the blankets over my head. Cock-a-doodle-doooo. I wonder how long the neighbors are gonna put up with Cock-a-doodle doo. OMG. 38. . .39. . . Doesn't he understand that people like to sleep in on the weekends. 48. . .49. . .50. Yep I counted. Over 50 Cock-a-doodle-doooos. I didn't think anyone had that much to crow about at oh dark thirty in the morning.
hahah! omg. they are so cute. I bet they sounded more like breakfast with every crow. :D haha
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