So there is one rooster in the neighborhood that sounds normal, emmits the typical cock-a-doodle-doo cry in the wee hours of the morning. Then there is the other rooster, the one that submits a scream like someone is holding a hand around its throat. It’s like an “Ehhhhhhh,” sound. And it’s much louder than the other rooster’s call.
So every morning, I hear the rooster that screams and wish I knew where it lived so I could find out exactly why it screams.
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The rooster belts out its usual “Ehhhhhhh,” sound, then scratches at the scar on its throat.