Walking into work this morning I decided to take a new route along the
riverside walk created by UCC and the city corporation. I like it. It's
quiet and feels miles from the morning bustle in the rest of the city.
Near the end of the walk, as I apporached the river bridge to cross to the
south bank I met two pheasants pecking about in the brush along the verge of
the footpath. The boy-pheasant got rather excited and dashed about in an
attempt to get away or to distract me, I'm not sure which. The girl-pheasant
looked like she had seen it all before and more or less ignored me. She was
probably just with the young guy in a rebound relationship, if such things
happen in the pheasant community. She could obviously do better and it will
never last.
Or am I projecting?
riverside walk created by UCC and the city corporation. I like it. It's
quiet and feels miles from the morning bustle in the rest of the city.
Near the end of the walk, as I apporached the river bridge to cross to the
south bank I met two pheasants pecking about in the brush along the verge of
the footpath. The boy-pheasant got rather excited and dashed about in an
attempt to get away or to distract me, I'm not sure which. The girl-pheasant
looked like she had seen it all before and more or less ignored me. She was
probably just with the young guy in a rebound relationship, if such things
happen in the pheasant community. She could obviously do better and it will
never last.
Or am I projecting?
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Perhaps he was just upset that I was spoiling his chances with the female. I didn't know my walk was so alluring to pheasant girls.
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Female birds must feel like women at at 70's disco.
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And the female? She pointed ignored the flashy male and made obvious overtures to the scrawny male. Maybe the big male should have had some medallions to go with the colourful wings.
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