In which I am a meddling kid

Someone at the house next door has a new boyfriend. How can I tell?

I can hear his snoring from here. Between that, and the damn rooster (which crowed five times during the writing of this sentence alone) that house hates my ability to sleep.
I think the problem is someone needs to reset the rooster. it's still on Eastern time.

I wonder how many brilliant deductions Sherlock Holmes came up with when he was pissed off at the neighbors. (stay tuned for an actual joke that comes from that premise)