I love roosters.......a lot. I have realized, of late, that maybe there are too many around the joint...maybe....and I find it a bit curious that I have not grown tired of them as I have with the bunnies and sunflowers in my past. Here's the deal, I love roosters. Though I have stopped buying them I find that I still want them around the house. My favorite is a carousel rooster I found and brought home many, many moons ago. I love this large bird. I want to be buried with it someday. I don't think my family really understands my love for this particular large chunk of wood....but that don't matter much to me...because they know me and to know me is to love me...and my rooster. Cock-a-doodle-doo!