I was sure that there was someone missing from that wall, but when I looked it up, the best candidate that I found was “Popeye’s“, which might have confused the issue.
I have never seen the General’s name spelled with a ‘z’.
Crime most fowl. (Hey, someone had to say it.)
The second one was the one I saw in place, reading the comics, and I actually remain a little puzzled. Why is watching considered a crime there?
If it were, I’d be in a MaxPrison somewhere! Been doing it since I could hold up binoculars; my Mom did so before me. This area of FL is a bird-watcher’s paradise.
“Why is watching considered a crime there? ”
The same reason using binoculars to watch people performing mating rituals in their own homes is a crime in the human world.
I often wonder, when I’m imitating a bird call, just exactly WHAT I’m saying in birdese . . .
Mrs. Shrug is convinced that all bird to bird conversations consist of repetitions of “This is mine, and this is mine, and this is mine, and this is mine. . .” (Many cat conversations also.)
If you actually listen to them, birds have a LOT to say, and many ways to say it . . . and I’m thrilled ’cause five minutes ago, I was outside and a Wood Stork was circling the house (NOT bringing a baby!) . . . they are pretty rare, if not endangered, and I see them feeding, but never flying over my house. Of course, the the Great Backyard Bird Count ended yesterday!
I saw a nesting pair of cardinals in a tree right behind my neighbor’s house. You can imagine the look I got when she saw me with binoculars at my window.
Back in 1990, a pair of Great Horned Owls took up residence in a tree on the other side of the house next door . . . so every day, first thing, I was watching them thru binocs. I had to assure my neighbors that I was NOT looking into their bedroom windows, but OVER their house to watch the owls and their nestling. http://alldogssite.com/greathornedowls11901.html
I’ve got my binocs ready, but not many birds around here — all the trees are too new and small still. So I rely on eagle cams. The chicks in FL are almost grown, the ones in GA are hatching today, and the moms in Iowa haven’t laid eggs into their snow-covered nests yet.
‘The chicks in FL are almost grown,’
I wonder if they can/will have two clutches? Have you the URL for that one?
2nd try — not sure what happened
www dot dickpritchettrealestate dot com/eagle-feed.html
Thanks – I remember watching this same one before I ever thought I’d actually be living in FL.
I don’t know who Frank Perdue is but I guess I don’t really care.
Birds are say “This is mine” and “Want sex”. The thing it is *not* is “I’m happy” or “What a pretty day”. If we are to anthropomorphize then what they are saying is “I’m struggling to survive here!”.
Then just fyi, Frank Perdue is a big-time chicken killer.
Franklin Parsons “Frank” Perdue (May 9, 1920 – March 31, 2005[1]), born in Salisbury, Maryland, was for many years the president and CEO of Perdue Farms, now one of the largest chicken-producing companies in the United States.
“It takes a tough man to make a tender chicken.”- Frank Perdue
Comics I Don't Understand 
Chicken world?
I was sure that there was someone missing from that wall, but when I looked it up, the best candidate that I found was “Popeye’s“, which might have confused the issue.
I have never seen the General’s name spelled with a ‘z’.
Crime most fowl. (Hey, someone had to say it.)
The second one was the one I saw in place, reading the comics, and I actually remain a little puzzled. Why is watching considered a crime there?
If it were, I’d be in a MaxPrison somewhere! Been doing it since I could hold up binoculars; my Mom did so before me. This area of FL is a bird-watcher’s paradise.
“Why is watching considered a crime there? ”
The same reason using binoculars to watch people performing mating rituals in their own homes is a crime in the human world.
I often wonder, when I’m imitating a bird call, just exactly WHAT I’m saying in birdese . . .
Mrs. Shrug is convinced that all bird to bird conversations consist of repetitions of “This is mine, and this is mine, and this is mine, and this is mine. . .” (Many cat conversations also.)
. . . except when they’re sayin’, ‘Let’s [make babies]! Let’s [make babies]! Let’s [make babies]!
I suppose there’s also the “OMG! Hawk! Flutter off!” call, but that would pretty much exhaust the vocabulary.
(I’m talking backyard sparrows and such here; no doubt crows and ravens and the like have more sophisticated conversations.)
We have one crow whom we call the ‘Uh Oh Bird’, reminiscent of this . . .
https://www.gocomics.com/culdesac/2013/07/22
If you actually listen to them, birds have a LOT to say, and many ways to say it . . . and I’m thrilled ’cause five minutes ago, I was outside and a Wood Stork was circling the house (NOT bringing a baby!) . . . they are pretty rare, if not endangered, and I see them feeding, but never flying over my house. Of course, the the Great Backyard Bird Count ended yesterday!
I saw a nesting pair of cardinals in a tree right behind my neighbor’s house. You can imagine the look I got when she saw me with binoculars at my window.
Back in 1990, a pair of Great Horned Owls took up residence in a tree on the other side of the house next door . . . so every day, first thing, I was watching them thru binocs. I had to assure my neighbors that I was NOT looking into their bedroom windows, but OVER their house to watch the owls and their nestling.
http://alldogssite.com/greathornedowls11901.html
I’ve got my binocs ready, but not many birds around here — all the trees are too new and small still. So I rely on eagle cams. The chicks in FL are almost grown, the ones in GA are hatching today, and the moms in Iowa haven’t laid eggs into their snow-covered nests yet.
‘The chicks in FL are almost grown,’
I wonder if they can/will have two clutches? Have you the URL for that one?
2nd try — not sure what happened
www dot dickpritchettrealestate dot com/eagle-feed.html
Thanks – I remember watching this same one before I ever thought I’d actually be living in FL.
I don’t know who Frank Perdue is but I guess I don’t really care.
Birds are say “This is mine” and “Want sex”. The thing it is *not* is “I’m happy” or “What a pretty day”. If we are to anthropomorphize then what they are saying is “I’m struggling to survive here!”.
Then just fyi, Frank Perdue is a big-time chicken killer.
Franklin Parsons “Frank” Perdue (May 9, 1920 – March 31, 2005[1]), born in Salisbury, Maryland, was for many years the president and CEO of Perdue Farms, now one of the largest chicken-producing companies in the United States.
“It takes a tough man to make a tender chicken.”- Frank Perdue