Yes ... I still do not get used to the sounds of the new house.
not that where we lived before do not feel anything ... indeed, but say that they had become familiar noises, but now I always feel like somebody is trying to get into the house, even when it is clearly the fault of the wind, like the other night. But
belonging to the strange noises and the plague in my belly that I wake up and, above all, keep me awake, just what ails me is the wing that is in the garden behind my house. Meanwhile
would need a good ENT specialist because his chicchirichìììì is a little hoarse, nothing to do with the chicchirichììì cheerful cartoon ...
Then the clock goes a long record ... will know that legend has it that the rooster crows at dawn?
For one thing, tonight for the first time he sang to 3 (tested on mobile ^__^)
I mean, pitch dark, do not even have the excuse of the lamps, because behind my house there are none. And from 3
has not stopped until this morning ... more or less a raucous crow every half hour.
Whether it's a bit confused and think you're a cuckoo??
Just for the record ... if this continues, I would see very well with salad and chips!
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