I was thinking of Walt today when I was in Lauderhill.
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Thassa lady peafowl. Boy, is she wanted at my place! My two resident peacocks would be doing feather-hissing all over her to get into her fluffy panties.
I just now got done feeding Fancy Pants and Beau. They now come to me at separate times because this is fluffy-tail season. When I go outside with a cup of corn and seeds, whichever one is there will fluff up and dance around me.
Both of them let me stroke their long, fluffed up feathers as we dance together. My Scottish Witch calls me "The Birdie Whisperer".
We don't dance long, because I am old and creaky. So I put the nummies in the birdy-plate outside, and go back inside. It's 82F right now.