About the Ro÷oster
These are our neighbors when we stay at our family cottage in NW Connecticut. They are beautiful and entertaining and they make fabulous alarm clocks. I am up with the rooster's crow this morning, or should I say his loudest crow.
Roosters really do crow any time of day that they like; the middle of the night, the afternoon, pretty much whenever they want to make everyone know that what's theirs is theirs. There are many legends and tales about whey the rooster crows at dawn, but this one is my favorite from the Hmong people in SouthEast Asia:
A long time ago, when the world was new, the sky held nine suns. The land was hot, the river dried up, and crops began to die. The people decided to ask their best archer to shoot the suns out of the sky. The next day, one by one, he shot the suns. Frightened, the last remaining sun hid behind a mountain where the archer could not reach her. Soon the people realized their mistake. The world grew cold, and the crops did not grow. The people spoke gently to the hiding sun to coax her back. They also asked animals and songbirds to try, but none could convince her to return. Finally, someone suggested the rooster, because he was fearless and would not give up. Agreeing to help, the rooster crowed three times, and the sun, believing she was safe, rose from behind the mountain. To show gratitude to the rooster, the sun placed a bit of the morning sky on top of his head.