I just now put my never-stop-crowing rooster into a practically sound-proof coop, and he's going to stay there for at least a month. I've had it! I swear to God, his crowing had me so upset today that I got a really bad headache and actually vomited. My closest neighbors insisted that his crowing was not bothering either of them; well, IT BOTHERS ME. I really and truly like the guy even though Anne had to tell him today that he's not her type. Whatever, I've already had a heart attack and three strokes, one severe, so if it's coming down to being him or me, it ain'ta gonna be ME.