Got to a bus stop, and rested my gear to set up my seat. Upon turning around, there stood a rooster. No more than three feet away, eying me with a look of curiosity. Cocking its head back and forth, it decided I was safe and casually started walking up to me clucking and singing.

To me, this was so strange. Where did this magnificence bird come from? It just appeared out of nowhere. Thinking about the feed I keep with me, I felt it must be hungry to be so bold, or it is a trained pet. I try to bring dried bread crumbs to the park to feed pigeons and squirrels. At times, the bread is still moist. And with this being the case, it suited the avian beauty quite nicely.