Have you seen those letter (B-A-I-K) before? According to the story, a fellow was wearing a large badge with those very letter on it. When asked what it meant, he replied, “It stands for Boy Am I Konfuzed! The questioner then said, “But confused isn’t spelled with a K.” The response came quickly. Well that shows just how confused I am.”
I was here in the office sitting at the computer. Sylvia was doing something in the kitchen. As I surfed the Web, I heard a loud thump. I ran to kitchen to see if Sylvia was okay. She was, and she hadn’t heard a thing.
I returned to the office and looked out the window. That’s when I saw this . . .
A ring-necked pheasant had apparently flew into the side of the house. I captured this picture and then left the office heading for a closer window. When I arrived, he was gone.
I’m still trying to figure out why he did that. :thinker: Maybe it was part of a fraternity initiation rite. What do you think? Do birds even do things like that?
Love the way they look. Love the way they taste. I think any birds will fly into windows given the right circumstances.
Right! On all counts.
He was thinking about his mate who flew south w/o him. 🙂 Just trying to help here. 😀 What a beaut though!
I’m sure he appreciates the help. 😉 They are beautiful birds.
Oh, birds that big run into windows and….buildings???! Criminy.
He’s lovely, though. That’s cool to see when you look out. I just saw a big fat opossum last night. He’s fun to see, but not nearly as lovely as the pheasant.
I’ve seen smaller birds fly into a window . . . but a pheasant? Yes, they are beautiful. A few years back we had a lot more of them around here. One year we watched a hen raise a brood of chicks in the area of our lower lawn. It was fun to watch them grow up.
B-I-R-K
Boy I’m Really Konfuzed?
Best If Returned Kwikly?
Beautiful bird! I have a great recipe for pheasant with rice. The only time I ever fixed it was when we lived in Michigan and a pheasant hunting friend brought the bird to us.
It has been over 50 years since I’ve eaten pheasant. When I was in high school I would hunt them. Mom would boil some water for me and I would clean them and she would cook them. It was very good as I remember. Part of that had to be the satisfaction of having provided the meal.