|Brownie enjoying an afternoon reverie in the sun.|
Brownie, however, has been enjoying a warm and weather-free existence for a few weeks now. Dirk is a big softy when it comes to the Old Fellas and Brownie is one of the last. On the whole, he's pretty good as far as roosters go. He doesn't bother leaving the floor. He's relatively clean. He doesn't scurry at the sound of the vacuum cleaner. The dogs have come to accept his presence in the house as Something Not to Chase ~ Or Else! For a rooster, he's pretty chill. I may miss him when real spring time rolls around. However, Brownie needs to be under the sun and on the earth, scratching for grubs and loving up the Ladies. It's what roosters are meant to do.
And Spring may indeed show her loveliness soon. At 4:00 o'clock EST, I glanced out the window and then at the clock on the sill and noted the sun still beaming in the west. Moving out of darkness.