A ROOSTER...OR TWO

Kate and Jonno have a glorious trio of roosters. These roosters, when small, were regarded as pets, along with the baby hens! But the roosters grew and grew, their tail feathers looking more and more colourful until one day Kate and Jonno realised the entire family had become very attached to these proud show-offs, these birds that tootle away from dawn or before. Sometimes I hear them in the middle of the night! Maybe they don't have an alarm clock that tells them they are only to announce morning when it actually is morning!
I love them, I love their arrogance as they display their beauty to the world, to their harem of white and coloured girls! While here with the family I sleep upstairs in Kate's studio, a large room, windows all along one wall and large doors along another, opening up to a deck with a slatted protective fence. The funniest thing is to see the roosters wander up the outside stairs, have a look around, jump on the fence, standing to their fullest height, crow away to make sure their girls are watching them and then with a flap of their wings they fly/glide down to their admiring audience!
So, what could I paint on this very wet....and wonderful...day but....ROOSTERS!!