I just wanted to write about the rooster that adopted my family. His name is Lord Kellogg. Originally it was just Kellogg, until one time he was sleeping in our garage and my dad wouldn't turn the light on while I was carrying stuff through it because it might wake the rooster. So I risked my life climbing up stairs in the dark, carrying a big pot of hot soup in order not to wake his highness. So that's when he "earned" his title. Other than that, thought, he's a kick, well except for when he's waking me up at awful hours in the morning. Today I learned that he is not only a rooster, but he is a guard rooster. He seems to get along okay with my 6 cats, even though they are a bit scared of him. Today I heard a stray cat in the yard, so I opened my window to see which one it was. After I located the cat, I then saw the rooster come charging out of know and fly straight at the strange cat. Now, I'm sure it's just a territorial thing, but I think I'll be sleeping a little more soundly tonight know my rooster in shining feathers is out there to protect me.