“...gorgeous, but total airheads!”
Lol! Though IMHO, they have it all over the rich blondes, in both looks AND brains ;)
I am sure I have told SS this story before, but years ago, DH used to grab his mullet net and head for Salt Run, with me and the little ones in tow. It was a rare morning when we were NOT visited by a big ol’ Heron or two, who came looking for a little easy pickings courtesy of Dad’s bucket, laughing still. They reminded me of Wimpy, from the old Popeye cartoons, “I will gladly pay you Tuesday...” Lol.
God bless,
Tatt
We had a chihuahua that hated birds. Several times he came within a feather’s breadth of catching one of the blues as their takeoffs are slow. He ran out of marsh and had to stop. :)
I always wondered what he’d do if he caught one! A great blue would have beaten him to a pulp with it’s wings or skewered him. Talk about little brains! LOL
Wimpy—that’s a good one, and you’re exactly right! Around here they love to haunt koi ponds. Evidently they like gourmet meals.