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:

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

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

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

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

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

    Fry the bird?

    Yes. Please.

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

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

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

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

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

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  10. I do like bacon, Jenny. Good call.

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