Earl

I've heard through the grapevine that Tom & Jenny's sole remaining rooster "Earl" has met his demise. Earl was a cool dude, part of a group of roosters running the hobby farm housing Tom & Jenny. One by one, for various reasons, the roosters dwindled until there was just Earl. Earl was so lost by the demise of his buds, he took to the family Labrador Reggie as his purpose in life, and would spend his time pursuing geriatric Reggie around the yard. When Reggie yielded...Earl perched on him.

If you don't think it's funny to watch a rooster sitting on a Lab...you've never seen it. I have, and it was hilarious.

Turns out Earl was becoming a little too vocal with his requests. He took to perching on the Weber grill just outside the main window and crowing. Crowing in search of his lost flock of chickens (they are in the freezer Earl), crowing to find Reggie, crowing at the sunrise, the noonday sun and sunset. Crowing at every minute in between.

Apparently Jenny was feeling ill the other day, and much needed rest is hard to come by with 4 kids. Finally a chance was spotted to get some...and then Earl chimed in. Goodbye sleep. Goodbye restorative rest. Goodbye sanity.

Earl said hello to the shotgun. Goodbye Earl.