Birds of a Feather do not Flock Together!

Living in Florida now, I have the wide-open world of nature at my front door, literally. I have cats that love me, ducks that quack at me and human beings that give me the sign. Isn’t nature great! I may not be like that lady who lived and pee’d with the elephants, but I am just as earthy and as scientific as her. For example, just the other day I was walking along the beautiful retention fountain outside my apartment when I heard a loud crying sound. It was like a chirping cry. I saw a tiny little brown and yellow spotted chick. It was lost and running around looking for its mother. I felt horrible for this little guy or gal that was lost and alone. I realized that I had to save it! This was my big day! I was going to be the hero! Yes! I chased that little sucker around the complex on my hands and knees with everyone looking at me like I was hurting the dang thing! It was not pleasant. I felt like Rocky trying to catch that darn chicken! Duh na na, Duh na na…! Anyway, I finally caught it and began to run to the side of the pond with the mama duck and her brown and yellow spotted babies. Next to her was another duck with her plain yellow babies. As I ran to the edge of the water, I tossed the little guy head first into the water straight at the mother with the brown and yellow siblings. He landed with a PLOP! He began to swim with his mates. But wait a minute. So did the plain yellow ones! Because they were sitting next to each other they all got mixed up. Some yellows were with the brown and yellow and some brown and yellow were with the yellow! How could this be! All this work to get that freakin’ baby back with his rightful mother and a different mama was going to raise him and he would have yellow siblings too! What the heck. At first I was upset then I realized that they all looked so cute together. Almost like world peace in a way. The yellow people with the brown people and the spotted people with the single color people and so on and so forth. It was kinda cool. I never knew that birds of a feather did not flock together…and God saw it and said it was good.