I don’t condone cruelty to animals, but . . .
. . . I’m considering taking up voodoo. Kauai has chickens. Lots of them. Theories abound as to why (YouTube of some jackass feeding some) but in all likelihood they are so plentiful because Hurricane Iniki destroyed their chicken coups back in 1992 and no one was able to round them all up. They’ve been able to multiply so prodigiously because their only real predator is the automobile as the damned things go wandering across streets without a care in the world.
So the point of this whole story is that there are hens and roosters all over this damned island including right outside my hotel room. And those of us who were lucky enough to have been born and raised in the city are suprised to learn that roosters crow whenever they damned well feel like it. Day, night, whenever. All I can say is that the Colonel did this country a favour when he started reducing the chicken population and Baron Samedi (linky)is a really under-appreciated demi-diety!