Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Noisy. Fucking. Peacock.

So we're all tucked in and asleep and minding our own business at Still Waters Resort, near Branson, Missouri. It's the one morning we should be able to sleep in... until we hear what sounds like Curly from the Three Stooges operating a duck call. There are ducks and geese wandering freely on the grounds, so our immediate, yet foggy assumption is that other family members are taunting these birds. Turns out? Not so much. There are two peacocks doing their cock-a-doodle-whatever on the roof -- one directly above our bedroom, one ten feet away on the next building roof.



No comments: