For the past few months there have been a few hens and a rooster living in the street about half a block from our house. A family owned them and put out food for them each day. Having chickens running around isn't unusual here, so we didn't think much about it. The rooster was noisy with his cock-a-doodle-doo-ing, but we tried to ignore him, since we figured he was about to be a meal for the family that owned him.
Our maid just told us someone stole all of the hens and the rooster! The rooster was going to be the family's Christmas dinner. How sad! Somehow knowing that a thief stole the rooster takes away the pleasure of regaining a quiet street.