tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post8042085878403365947..comments2023-09-11T23:57:00.520-05:00Comments on Velvet Sacks: Bait and switchLinda@VShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-29880146468847891312007-07-30T15:52:00.000-05:002007-07-30T15:52:00.000-05:00I really had to laugh, reading this post. I feel l...I really had to laugh, reading this post. I feel like I can relate. LOL (I think Janet may be right).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-74933988271184310612007-07-30T09:35:00.000-05:002007-07-30T09:35:00.000-05:00I had no idea peacocks did that! I'm still trying...I had no idea peacocks did that! I'm still trying to get over how cool it is that one adopted you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-86203241942588866862007-07-29T11:31:00.000-05:002007-07-29T11:31:00.000-05:00Janet, I think you're right about that.Sister-Thre...Janet, I think you're right about that.<BR/><BR/>Sister-Three, he IS beautiful, but you have a lot going for you, too. Like you've probably never once pooped all over somebody's car.Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-30134274828967789912007-07-29T06:52:00.000-05:002007-07-29T06:52:00.000-05:00Mr. Pea is my dream of what I will never be...so b...Mr. Pea is my dream of what I will never be...so beautiful. Everyone's prince!Galla Creekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15765021266883258286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-54210405298796403922007-07-28T22:46:00.000-05:002007-07-28T22:46:00.000-05:00Velvet, You have me giggling! I think you must be ...Velvet, You have me giggling! I think you must be right! I'm going to have to search for a plastic peacock surgeon!CreekHiker / HollysFollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14987597104795294851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-69267047295960336292007-07-28T15:59:00.000-05:002007-07-28T15:59:00.000-05:00Holly, I meant "implants," not "transplants."Holly, I meant "implants," not "transplants."Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-26385454647498197002007-07-28T08:45:00.000-05:002007-07-28T08:45:00.000-05:00I guess males are the same throughout the animal k...I guess males are the same throughout the animal kingdom.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-73851455016749688562007-07-28T08:43:00.000-05:002007-07-28T08:43:00.000-05:00Duly Inspired, your comment is so visual, it leave...Duly Inspired, your comment is so visual, it leaves me smiling and humming Carly Simon's "You're So Vain."<BR/><BR/>Holly, you live in the Los Angeles area, right? I read in the tabloids that it's always mating season out there. Oh, and thinking about other things I've read about L.A., is it possible that the out-of-season plumage could be the result of transplants or feather extensions?<BR/><BR/>Patsy, I haven't seen the peahen even one time this summer. She's probably home where she belongs, raising the peababies, while her philandering mate works the neighborhood in search of easy handouts.<BR/><BR/>Carmon, your father and my first husband must have studied under the same master.Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-55558938941291611702007-07-28T08:15:00.000-05:002007-07-28T08:15:00.000-05:00Your last paragraph reminds me of my father when h...Your last paragraph reminds me of my father when he courted his seventh wife while driving a Cadillac and living in San Antonio. After she married him, he traded it in for a pickup with no air conditioning and moved her to Missouri! No wonder she got it annulled. Glad Mr. Pea has given up his dandy ways for now. CarmonLife at Star's Resthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11068869890677539768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-58446431238850889872007-07-28T06:44:00.000-05:002007-07-28T06:44:00.000-05:00have you seen the lady pea fowl?glad you finally g...have you seen the lady pea fowl?glad you finally got a trash can.patsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15698348452802053572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-84399888190822881192007-07-28T01:13:00.000-05:002007-07-28T01:13:00.000-05:00Velvet, I was not aware they lost all that plumage...Velvet, I was not aware they lost all that plumage! Maybe our flock is so large, I'm getting them mixed up cause we always have at least one grand looking male. Maybe it also has to do with our warmer weather? <BR/><BR/>I loved your take on this... very funny as always. <BR/><BR/>HollyCreekHiker / HollysFollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14987597104795294851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-64706391623613908152007-07-27T23:15:00.000-05:002007-07-27T23:15:00.000-05:00Oh, and in doing so he lost a season of feathers. ...Oh, and in doing so he lost a season of feathers. Poor guy.Duly Inspiredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14667265361131163774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-42493410288878707452007-07-27T23:14:00.000-05:002007-07-27T23:14:00.000-05:00Oh man, at the cabin years and years ago, the peac...Oh man, at the cabin years and years ago, the peacock that could not break away from his visage in Dad's hubcap, well, he did the same thing. He was so about fighting the other guy (himself) for territory that he completely missed opportunity. Not Greek., not Roman, it is Avian mythology, yeah?Duly Inspiredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14667265361131163774noreply@blogger.com