Cock Of The Walk...

The conversation rolled something like this...

Mrs.: "What on earth???"




Mr.: "Looks like a rooster."




Mrs.: "Yes, and he's staring at us!"




Mr.: "Certainly seems so."




Mrs.: "What is he doing???"




Mr.: "Not sure. But he appears to be standing his ground, and he's not budging."




Mrs.: "Well if he doesn't move fast, he's about to become a grease spot!"




Mr.: "He'll move when he's ready." [so so SO like a man!]




Mrs.: "Well, he's not, and we have to do something!" [shades of Marlin Perkins telling Jim Fowler that "we" are going to wrestle that alligator!]




At which point my poor long-suffering husband, he who remembers my weepy tales of B-Chicken (the seventh grade science experiment gone horribly wrong) and he who, at my urging, tried to assist a turtle out of the road that turned out to be a vicious snapper, pulls beside Foghorn Leghorn and makes the following inquiry.

Mr.: "Pardon me, my good man, why are you standing in the middle of the parking lot?"




Foghorn Leghorn: "Isn't it obvious?!"




Mr. Magpie: "Um, no, not exactly..."




Foghorn: "Well, let me give you a hint... move it out of here, buddy. STAT!"



Foghorn Leghorn: "Sheesh! If it's not bad enough that I have to deal with dumb clucks asking even dumber questions all day, I also have to deal with incompetent help. Speaking of which...


"Hey, you, Stanley! Don't just sit there like a bump on a log. It's your turn to direct traffic!"



Stanley: "Be right there, boss!" [like, when pigs fly!]

And thus ends our tale for now, but first, where do you think we found Foghorn?



Why, policing the parking lot of Ripley's Believe It Or Not Museum, of course!



New York may have the Soup Nazi, but St. Augustine has its very own Chicken Cop. Dare I say... believe it or not! ;-)



If you're ever in St. Augustine and happen by there (we were just turning around in the parking lot), look for Foghorn or one of his harem on patrol. And hopefully, they will have managed to avoid going the way of their extended family, either to Kentucky Fried or Chick-fil-A...





But don't bother to look for Stanley as he's just as likely to be hanging upside down somewhere...



As not...



And please don't look for me, either, after Wednesday, as pressing business is requiring me to go on a short trip (you won't even miss me) while Mr. Magpie will be holding down the fort...



I won't have computer access, so I won't be able to blog. Sigh. But I look forward to seeing you just as soon as I return and also before I leave!



In the mean time, I thank you for visiting me, and I look forward to seeing what's up in your world. I'm also joining Susan for Outdoor Wednesday right over HERE . Thanks, Susan, for hosting this event each week! There's lots of beautiful outdoor eye candy at Susan's to see, so pop on by when you can! :-)



Warmly,

Mrs. Magpie (Sheila)