Saturday, August 2, 2008

So, what happens when Absent doesn't blog for three months...


A rooster haunts her apartment complex!




And it won't leave!

Apparently, I'm the only one who can see the rooster, because the management says no-one else has reported it. For three days!!! The management has called out Animal Control, when I told them there was a rooster running around the grounds, and Animal Control told them that there were not any visible signs of the rooster. But, I see the rooster every time I leave my apartment, and every time I come home. It wakes me up at 4:30 with its crowing. How can I be the only one who sees the rooster, and is bothered by the fact that it is there?

Is there a reason that I am being haunted by domesticated fowl? Are the fates trying to tell me I'm a chicken?

14 comments:

Edgy said...

I'm assuming you already know the answer, as evidenced by the following text received by one Edgy K. Bunny on Wednesday, July 30, 5:49pm:

"There is totally a rooster in front of my apartment door... And i [sic] brought home roast chicken for dinner.
Awkward!"

absent-minded assistant said...

But why is it still here?

Edgy said...

Perhaps because you have not yet made amends. You must beg the rooster for forgiveness.

Edgy said...

Oh. And I realized today that you never posted on my J post. How can I be expected to move on when you have not commented?

absent-minded assistant said...

No way! not begging! This is one mean bird! I just saw it chasing small children (okay, teenagers who might have started the fight by teasing the creature) who were walking home from the pool and didn't have any shoes on for defense! Maybe now someone else will complain to management!

J... will work on that Joyous Jackrabbit!

Mr. Fob said...

Um... Is there supposed to be a rooster in those photos? I only see grass and bushes.

absent-minded assistant said...

Oh my! I'm driving down to the local feed store to purchase my oblation right now!

Neel Mehta said...

Welcome back! Your mythical rooster sounds like SUCH a c**ktease.

absent-minded assistant said...

It's teasing something... Monday morining... 4:38 am and he's still crowing in the courtyard!

Soccer Dad said...

Down on the other end of Route 70 there's apparently a wildcat running around.

Maybe the chicken crossed the country to avoid the cougar.

And welcome back!

laura said...

I assume you have consulted a mental health professional? (Or have those all been driven out of Utah by now?)
Maybe you contact these people and ask them for tips to deal with the (imaginary) rooster infestation?

laura said...

Ooh! Maybe it is a magic rooster who wants to grant you a wish!
Or maybe if you throw it against a wall it will become a golden ball!
Wait, that's not right...

absent-minded assistant said...

Soccer Dad: The rooster better be careful around here... there are lots of cougars around this end of Route 70... this is BYU Cougar country!

Laura: My favorite mental health professional seems to be not only out of Utah, but out of the country right now. ;) So, it isn't my fault if I am a little crazy! And, I guess I could try to throw it up against the wall... and see what it turns into... but, if animal control is still chasing it what chance do I have? But maybe he's waiting to be caught by a girl in glasses not a boy with a net?

laura said...

I have found that to be generally true of roosters.