not exactly, but still good

when i was little, my favorite fairy tale was the musicians of bremen. so far, i have a horse, a dog, and a cat. next up: a rooster. i sort of had one a while ago - i mean, he belonged to the barn, but i played with him a lot - but he was eaten by raccoons by accident. well, he was left out by accident, and then eaten by raccoons. apparently the carnage was pretty horrible. he just showed up at the barn one day - apparently, a truck full of roosters had somehow come open on the golden gate bridge and roosters were showing up all over the city, and he came to us. he was big and white, so of course someone named him "blanco," and didn't move his head in that creepy erratic way that most birds do and he would chase grapes across the floor and bring them back to you. we got a chicken to replace him, "pearl," but she couldn't be allowed to roam around the yard like he could because she was an idiot. when you put a blanket on her cage, she went to sleep immediately. i'm pretty sure she's still around.