"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

What this is not about


This post is not about the way this Dominique can twist her head to peak for a bug.

Nor is it about what I refer to as the evil eye...



Nope it is not about the quirky behavior of the chickens that reside on the Double Nickel, although I have learned that the way I say Kitty Kitty in bird language(Rosetta Stone will back me up) is almost the exact way one pronounces Here Chicky Chicky...as the flock causes a self perpetuating breeze as they run to me, whenever I call for the Kitty...

Again it is not about these crazy birds- that when they molt it looks like we have begun to pluck their feathers while they are alive...
This is one of the Hershey birds(no not the specific type...just brown and thus named after Hershey's syrup) that is coming back after the shocking molt.

Nope this post in not about any of these things.

It is about a little group of birds that here on the Double Nickel we refer to as the Mafia...


Headquarters of the Double Nickel Mafia...
A group shot of this bunch of criminals(Mafia) ...yep criminals ! They shake down the barn animals and cause the goose to flee with his tail between his legs(well he would if he had a tail).

They cause the crusty old codger of the Colonel Sanders...AKA Head Rooster to run squawking.

They chase basically an elevated worthless good for nothing fourlegged hound around the yard until she climbs to the porch for a reprieve...

And they just woke up Fourth, who just woke us up, because they were quacking like crazy in the yard. We all decided to go to bed early as we went to the park in town for an activity and were tired from being in the sun...and these little monsters ducky duddles cute and cuddly...are playing in their pool.

Yep..a bunch of goof off farm thugs, keeping the Farmer, his wife, and his children up...just for a late night swim...

With that I am going to head off to bed, thinking of when I will get out my Down comforter for the winter...and chuckle hysterically.

6 comments:

Glenn Bartley said...

Man I wish I could get some sleep myself. No ducks here, just a lousy 2 1/2 hours sleep and I woke up. Now I cannot sleep and I have to set out to work in and hours, and its only 0300. Some bad guys gotta be caught...

Penless Thoughts said...

Love your humor!!!
Susan

Penless Thoughts said...

Wanted you to know I just posted about your Applesauce Bread & linked to you!!!!
Susan

MightyMom said...

too funny,

duck stew sounds yummy no?

Pam said...

Oh Jen, I was smiling all while I read this amusing post!

~~Deby said...

this was so funny Jennifer....made me think of the game:
duck duck goose....or chicken...
Deby