The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread~XXXIV~March 10, 2007

March 10, 2007 | Soaring Feather/Poets of the Lair

[Soaring Feather]

Ah, nice picture, thanks Kathy.

[NY Attitude]

Are these the famous Swiss Guard/Attack geese?

[Seadog Bytes]

Break Time?

Pssst. ...More cute ones here.

[Kathy in Alaska]

We've got to stop meeting like this: Washington, N.C., firefighter Chris Brock reacts to a lick by a dog being rescued for the second time from the roof of a residence. The dog managed to get access to the roof via a broken pane in an second-floor window. Unable to convince the dog to come down the ladder, Brock managed to coax the pooch back inside through the window only to have it return as soon as the ladder was removed.

[WayzataJOHNN]

This is a hoot!

That dog is smart, at least smarter then the fireman. ;^)

[Soaring Feather]

Hello there Mister!

How are things goin'??

[Kathy in Alaska]

Well, well, good evening to you. The dog is sorta like the rescued cat that goes right back up the tree. LOL!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Making a shy debut: Polar bear cub Knut is is presented for the first time at the Berlin zoo, March 23, 2007. Knut, born last December, had to be hand-fed every four hours after its mother Tosca refused the baby.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Alighting in two ways: A window cleaner passes a lighter to his colleague while rappelling from a new building in Tianjin, China. You guys are just showing off, right?

[Soaring Feather]

Polar bear cub Knut

Just saw this little guy on the tube. Cutie.

[NY Attitude]

Knut is really cute.

[Soaring Feather]

Good night everyone.

[Soaring Feather]

Oh there you are. I was just wrapping things up for the night.

My back is aching, I did a lot of laundry and cleaning so I am bushed.

[NY Attitude]

Rest well. Until the morrow.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[Lady Jag]

The Peacock

We call him Mr. P He stands at our door Each morning Like an emperor Aloof, with jeweled crown Mascarared eyes We offer sunflower seeds He hesitates, then With cautious grace Steps toward the offering Head jerking awkwardly From side to side He has no home This wondrous miracle Of feathered cobalt blue At Christmastime His tail fullgrown becomes A fan of shimmering eyes Alison Cassidy

[Soaring Feather]

Artist: Bobby Day Lyrics
Song: Rockin' Robin Lyrics
He rocks in the tree-top all a day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singin' the song
All the little birds on J-Bird St.
Love to hear the robin goin' tweet tweet tweet

[Chorus]

Rockin' robin (tweet tweet tweet)
Rockin' robin (tweet tweet tweet)
Oh rockin' robin well you really gonna rock tonight

Every little swallow, every chickadee
Every little bird in the tall oak tree
The wise old owl, the big black crow
Flapping them wings sayin' go bird go

[Chorus]

A wordy little raven at the bird's first dance
Taught him how to do the bop and it was grand
He started goin' steady and bless my soul
He out popped the buzzard and the oriole

He rocks in the tree-top all a day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singin' the song
All the little birds on J-Bird St.
Love to hear the robin goin' tweet tweet tweet

[Chorus]

[Soaring Feather]

Hello, Lady.

Lovely Peacock picture and poetry.

[Lady Jag]

White Ibis with Plastic Bag

I was pushing the laden trolley when I saw him - a magnificent white ibis with long outstretched wings and something blue like a parachute trailing behind. What the...? He dropped out of the air close to me and staggered drunkenly into the loading bay. I crawled after him on hands and knees. He was so beautiful and utterly helpless helpless and ridiculous wearing that silly plastic bag like a necklace. A moment of hesitation - as I perused the long curved charcoal bill - then I lunged quickly and held the bird tight (Mum used to keep chooks) His trembling body felt warm and fragile beneath my hands and his beak wasn't sharp at all - but rubbery when he pecked me. It didn't hurt. I removed the bag and the bird flew away leaving me strangely elated. Alison Cassidy

[Soaring Feather]

What a story, poor bird. Glad someone helped it out.