This strutting rooster was out with his three best gals.
For kicks to see what he would do, I started making very quiet cocka-doodle-doo sounds. He stopped dead in his tracks, puffed up his chest and let out a big "Halloo" of his own.
Then it was right back to busines of watching his girls and flicking up the dying grass in search of the almighty grub, and just looking handsome. Thanks for stopping in.