The Head of Rooster...

When I was a young boy.... I had a rooster that i love, I took care of him since he was a baby chicken till growing really big and colorful. one day  when I woke up in the morning I didn't heard the sound of him to wake me up anymore. I went to looked his cage and have to let him out anyway like usual, but he was gone his not there anymore! I was shock, sad and angry... I asked everybody in the house and no body knew where my rooster is. It's just a rooster but he had very good connection with me, he is just like a pet yes is like a dog for me. It's was the sad day for me and and I wept for him, because I knew that I will never meet him again. the next day I went to played in the river near my mom old house, just close to the river bad I had a secret place like a cave but from tree lots of trees. when I entered it I saw the head of rooster hanging upon the trees... and I knew it was my rooster head! Yes, I was very angry but I can't do anything about it so I took his head and I buried  underground of the river bad. Here and now when I did this painting I remembered him with smile in my face because once he had very good friend to showed me how to appreciate the life of any creature in this world...