Phil did not trust the weathercock! It was shaped like a beautiful rooster but it never crowed! Phil barked at it whenever it swung in the breeze. “What’s the matter with you?” asked Maddy, the goat, who had woken up every time he barked, “Why don’t you just sleep?” “Because of that darned cock on the roof!” grumbled Phil, “It keeps swinging. And not a sound out of it! Why do we need it when we’ve got a perfectly noisy rooster living in the hen-house?” Maddy was getting more and more irritated, “Silly! That rooster is to wake up people; this is for telling about the wind!” This puzzled Phil, “The weathercock never said a word, so how did it tell us about the wind?” Phil was still listening hard for the weathercock’s voice and every time the wind blew, he came out and barked! But there’s no answer from the rooftop!
Phil and the Weathercock
