They Both Start With “P”
Travis and my cousin, Ethan, gently pointed out the large hooligan birds were pheasants and not partridges. Which really messes up my whole title and everything. I point that out to take focus off the fact that I don’t know my birds. At all.
Except I did see a seagull flying in the snow today. Another first for me. He didn’t look happy, either. Though I’m not exactly sure how a seagull expresses his emotions. But I do know it was a seagull.
And I know what an owl looks like, but I only ever see them at the zoo. OH! And an emu, ‘cept I would probably get an emu confused with an ostrich even though I know there’s a difference. I just don’t know what the difference is.
Obviously ornithology is not my thing.
And again, I say…Travis, put down the gun.Guess what I saw on the way to pick up my son from youth group tonight?You’re right: A coyote. Enough about you, I always say… 🙂
You crack me up!I’m always amazed at the number of hawks and falcons we see flying around here.
I don’t care. They were cool pictures.I didn’t know the difference. Now my WHOLE holiday season is ruined. Gee, thanks, Travis and Cousin Ethan. ttttthhhhhbbbbbbbbbttttt.sob, sniffle.
Hey, we’ll let it slide with the whole bird thing, ‘cuz ya know, some birds we just don’t see often enough to recognize. Now if it had been the Maid’s-A-milking and you misidentified the cows (or was it goats?), then we might worry, lol.I still think it was a cool Kodak moment, lol.
I was happy with the fact they they looked like they would be partridges. Even thought, I’d never seen one before! A bird is a bird is a bird. haha!
Well Jen, at least partridges are in the pheasant family! So even if it WAS pheasant, at least a partridge is related, somehow…
When my son was up all night as a baby we used to see an owl out the window. Well…he was a baby, so really probably I am the only one who noticed it. Anyway, other than that I don’t know anything about birds.
ha! Well, I don’t know my birds either. My husband is a bird watcher geek and I’ll say to him, “Guess what? I saw one of those big giant birds on the way home today!””What kind?” He’ll ask me.”Um, I dunno… A hawk. Or an eagle. Or a vulture. You know. the BIG kind.”I’m clueless like that.