Story #10 - The King of the Backyard

He was so cute when my brother first got him at the flea market. But eventually, the chick became a gigantic rooster that terrorized our suburban backyard. My brother didn’t build him a coop like he was supposed to, but rather bought a new 13-gallon trash can with a lid for the rooster to sleep in at night and to protect him so the neighborhood cats wouldn’t attack him. Every morning, the rooster would jump straight up from the trashcan, pushing the lid off, and then would jump on our hammock and swing and crow and peck at our feet.