Oh, we've ditched the white c*ckies in our move, and have the black ones here, from time to time, too!
How could I forget the frogs? You reminded me, Cally! We have a bazillion frogs (hence the snakes!) that sing us to sleep every night, because the cowshed is next to a dam, and there are streams from springs in the hills all around us, as well as the creek. It's my favourite thing about night, the frog-song - it's so loud, and I genuinely miss it when I spend the night anywhere else.