Translations:Benutzer:Arian/Klett-Mini-Test/538/en

man and animal, the crowing of the cock. He stepped forward first, neck and head raised vertically, beak stretched wide open, tail feathers lifted and fanned out — a sight as though he wanted to crow his whole inner being out into the breaking day. The flock of hens followed him from the nocturnal rest of the stable into the chicken yard, or in free range across the farmstead, the open threshing floor, the midden; scratching and pecking, they scatter in search of food. Before long the first clucking of a hen would sound from the stable, announcing to the world her happiness at having laid an egg. Usually in the afternoon came the dust bath with feather-cleaning, and further scratching, scraping, and pecking at seeds, larvae, worms, insects, grass, and grains of sand. As darkness fell the flock gathered again in the stable and roosted close together on the perches. In much the same way the life of ducks, geese, turkeys, and pigeons naturally played itself out; their point of reference was the farmstead with its sheltered stable and the human beings who cared for them.