Dan's baseball team travels to one community where the ball field is next to a cock farm. Amidst the umpires' calls of "safe" or "out," is constant the sound of "cock-a-doodle-do" by about 30 roosters.
They each live about 3 feet off the ground in a steel barrel and are tied to posts. Looks about fun as a calf being raised for veal. Of course, my mind goes straight to the gutter when wondering about the purpose of such enterprises (blood sports).
Can you imagine the guy who operates this farm? He probably prides himself on selling big, loud roosters. I'm sure farmers' wives are so glad when then their husband comes home with a new rooster. "Yup, he was the loudest one of the bunch, honey!"
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