
He boasted about his prowess on the tarmac.
He proceeded to show off.
Now he is showing off his scrapes.
I went for a walk and I heard a wolf whistle. Now I’m past the age that I am at the receiving end of wolf whistles (I’ve never been on the giving end, to be sure) but I looked around. I couldn’t see anybody and kept walking. Again I heard a whistle … It took me a while to locate the whistler. I looked up and there it was:

It was a macaw who was taking the mickey out of me!

I know that smaller parrots have made themselves comfortable in our area, mainly the rose-ringed parakeet. But mawcaws?

I documented my sighting (rather, it sighting me) on a local facebook group and immediately got the feedback that this bird is a pet who likes to take long flights but always returns to its human.
And then it was getting late. It’s getting dark. We want to go. We want to … Come on! Let’s go. LET’S GO!! The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Jungle Gym
Chauvinism is a socially acceptable form of birging. I am German (and South African). I quite like Germany. I like German language and literature, so much so that I studied them at university. But I am not PROUD of Goethe’s Faust for example. I like … Continue reading Chauvinism