I was cleaning the other day and it occurred to me
that I have more than my share of roosters.
I don't really have a "thing" for roosters, really.
Over the years these have caught my eye for one reason or another.
Maybe it was their color, their attitude or just the mood I was in.
My husband had a collection of old, pint sized milk bottles
most of which were filled with marbles.
This rooster houses what's left of those marbles.
I saw this print in a gift shop and "had to have it".
So as you can see there are roosters pretty much everywhere
except my bedroom.
There are no roosters there.
Only pigs...but cute , wealthy pigs...Ha!
You see, they are piggy banks...