Those of us who reside in neighbourhoods populated by roosters know all too well that these wild fowls hold us captive and practice a form of torture.
Contrary to popular belief, roosters do no just crow at sunrise, they crow all day and all night long. And it is not a smooth, soothing, melodious call.
No, it is a sleep-ending, headache-causing cackle.
Since Ivan didn’t finish them and the Department of Agriculture can’t seem to decide what to do with them, I plan to take the fate our your yard birds into my own hands and have my old Cayanmanian neighbour teach me the fine art of ringing a fowl’s neck.