There used to be a crow that would park itself on the phone wire leading to my house, which happened to be right outside my bedroom window. Every darned morning at dawn, the little twerp would sit out there and yell at me to get out of bed and serve up some peanuts in the shell!
It was a minor disturbance, though, because I usually had 3 or 4 baby raccoons in the bathroom, squalling their heads off for their morning bottles. Do you have any
idea how deafeningly loud a baby raccoon's voice is, echoing around in a tiled bathroom?
And the duck ... ah, yes, the mallard duck in the open backyard pen. She was just here resting, because she got tired while migrating. She was free to leave whenever she decided the time was right. She liked to greet each dawn with a loud, repeated, reverberating QUAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKK
, QUACK, quack, quack, quack, quack! (I'm sure my neighbors hated me!