Cock-A-Doodle-Doo

Earlier last week while on my way home from dropping the boys off at school I saw a rooster walking in a nearby yard. Of course, when I told the boys they didn't believe me. The next morning near the same location we spotted the rooster again. Now, the boys look for him every morning in his usual spot in the ditch. The boys even decided to name him "Ditch". If I wasn't scared of being pecked to death or being hit by a car I'd grab him and bring him home.