What the "H" is going on!?!?!

Some strange things have been occurring lately. I would like to share two of them with you.

1. I confirmed this morning that someone living on a street near us has a rooster. Yes, I said ROOSTER!

We do not, I repeat, DO NOT live in the country. In fact, we live smack dab in the middle of the city (well not down town but you catch my drift...C.I.T.Y). What in the hell does someone in the city need a rooster for?

I first noticed the little cockle-doodle-doo last weekend and thought I might be dreaming. I rolled over to check with Stone if he heard it as well....he did. Then this morning I am getting in my car and there it is again:

"COCKLE-DOOODLE-DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Now, I'm a lover of all creatures (as long as they don't slobber on me, sting me, bite me, get dirt on me...etc.) but I have one teensy tiny question.

How long do roosters live?...cause this little guys needs to either move on down the road or kick the bucket STAT!


2. Yesterday on my drive in to work I had a run in with a suicidal bird. Yup...things got weird.

I'm driving along, minding my own business, when I see a sweet little bird resting in the middle of the road. Considering the whole birds have wings enabling them to fly out of danger, I keep on trucking straight ahead. BAD IDEA. Unbeknownst to me this little birdie was ready to meet it's maker! It didn't budge!....that little chirper stood it's ground facing my car in the middle of the road!

What the hell man!?!?!

I don't need a dead bird on my conscience so at the last minute I swerved. You know what? That little feathered friend didn't flinch. I checked my rear view mirror and there it was, still hanging out in the middle of the road.

To sum it up: I played a game of chicken with a bird...and the bird won.