My Life, My Pace

My neighbor owns a rooster.  I never knew she owned a rooster until I heard it cock-a-doodle-doo-ing some morning or other.  At 4 am.  The sun's nowhere near to being up at that time!  I didn't really mind though.  People have animals.  Their animals make noise sometimes.  I know my dog barks at 7 am or earlier sometimes if I leave him outside.  But this damn rooster has been cock-a-doodle-doo-ing for over two weeks now. And it doesn't do it just once.  It'll start at 4 am and then keep doing it at about five-minute intervals.  Then it'll stop.  And then start again at 6 am.  And then again at 9 or 10 am.  See, I didn't care until one early morning, I was awoken yet again by his cock-a-doodle-doo-ing and in my half-awake-half-asleep state had an epiphany: no wonder I've been so exhausted lately…to the point where I literally cannot keep my eyes open come 6-7 pm (I never get so tired that I can't keep my eyes open)…it's because of this damn rooster!  It keeps waking me up so I'm not getting a goodnight's rest.  Not enough rest leads to me being unable to concentrate.  Which leads to me not being able to study.  So it seems that I will fail my quals because of a rooster.  Can it get anymore absurd?  I don't know what I can do about it.  My husband wants to find it and cut its existence a tad short, if you know what I mean.  I think it would be way too obvious to my neighbor when she finds a strangled rooster in her backyard.  I guess I can complain to her.  But what can she do about it besides get rid of it?  Sorry, lady, it's me or the rooster.  That'll go over real well.  I'm so screwed.  I'm being pwned by a rooster.  Yep.  That's what my life has come down to.  X_x