Sunday, January 18, 2015

Mad Peacock


After the first Mass of the day we all gathered in the parish hall for "coffee hour," and the talk was mostly about bobcats and goats. Then we were interrupted by an unearthly noise.

It sounded like some kind of alien being, high and crazy, but it was just a mad peacock. Up in a tree.

I'll be going out on a bobcat hunt later this evening.

Keep living the dream,

LSP

12 comments:

jenny said...

It's the lovely weather. Such a RELIEF. Makes me want to climb up a tree and squawk like a space alien, too.

LSP said...

Beautiful weather today!

LL said...

The peacock was just trying to escape the enhanced titanium fangs of Blue Destroyer.

Brighid said...

There is a rumor going around that fried peacock isn't half bad, and much better than that infernal noise they make...

jenny said...

I say if the bobcat doesn't pan out, fill that pan with peacock and some fryin' oil.

LSP said...

Who can blame the peacock for trying to escape the titanium fangs of Blue Destiny?

Fry the bird?

Yes. Please.

LL said...

Did Pretty Jenny suggest that you frickasee that peacock in oll (oil with a Texas accent)?

LSP said...

I think she did...

jenny said...

Sorry, I forgot my audience. Make that bacon grease. And best stuff the bird with bacon and then wrap it heartily with more.

Michael Peterson said...

This probably sounds dumb, but I thought peacocks were flightless birds. Apparently not.

LSP said...

I thought they were too, Padre! But no, they can fly:

https://500px.com/photo/30991449/flying-peacock-by-stefan-cruysberghs

LSP said...

I do like bacon, Jenny. Good call.