We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming of Flamingo February because of a rather hairy situation.
You see, while the flamingo and I were on the computer yesterday, just taking a short break from writing, OK – we were on the phone while watching television, but we really did get writing done.
Anyway, we came across an old friend. By old, I mean I we knew her a while ago – not that she is old. We don’t want to offend anyone here. This friend in particular is Linda Hill of the Stream of Conscious variety and we read her prompt was hair. Now, first let’s say you can read all kinds of hairy posts by checking out the comments on her page and you might even want to participate here!
Now, I was immediately excited about hair but I think my flamingo was even more excited. I told her she doesn’t really have hair. You see, she does have a fuzzy exterior, but it is really considered feathers and not hair. Of course I am no expert on whether a feather is hair or not, but I don’t think she should be featured in a hair post.
You can imagine how offended she was at the prospect of my writing a post without her for Flamingo February. Oh yes, those little protrusions from her body – hair/feathers – were quite the sight. They looked just like the beast’s hackles when he sees something that needs attacking.
You could give me a toupee, she said.
I told her toupee were for men and I did not have any toupee.
But of course, she would have none of my trickery and she informed me that she was very aware that I had a toupee in my drawer. I told her there are two, and they’re called wigs not toupees. She told me they were still hair – touche!
So, prepare to be entertained by the silliness of my sweet flamingo getting in one hairy situation after another. I certainly enjoyed the experience and I can tell you, this Flamingo February is really awakening my creative side. I am so excited, the hair on the back of my neck is standing straight up!
Yes, she looked stunning in the hair – until she didn’t.
We just might have to give up on her wearing hair. She thinks I should take my wigs and cut them down to size for her. She has another thing coming if she even attempts to do that.
She looks pretty good! I think you should give her a go with the scissors, What harm could come?
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NO! Absolutely NOT!
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I live in Florida where there are plenty of Flamingoes. And yes, Flamingo lives do matter. 🙂
I’ve seen people wearing feathers, I suppose it’s not a lot different for a flamingo to wear hair.
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That’s a good point. I might have to get her a wig of her own, just not mine@
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I think the hair on your flamingo looks like a cape …. which on some people (or birds) can look silly, but on her it looks flamboyant and chic.
Which brings me to the point that your flamingo doesn’t seem to have a name. Does she? I’m thinking something with flair, like Florence or Filomena (yes, I know it should be with a Ph, but work with me here).
Unless of course she is a he in which case Freddie our cross-dresser still needs a flashy name like Fiona or Francesca.
Just sayin’
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That’s great. I have not named my outdoor flamingos because there are so many of them and they are (at times) difficult to tell apart, but I might have to give this one a name. Your suggestions are great, I will have to confer with her. 😊
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Yes, it is best to confer with her.
I made a giant faux pas once when I was attempting to name my new car. I assumed it was a male, like all my previous cars … but a name just wasn’t coming to me.
Two weeks later I was embarrassed to discover he was a she … and she told me her name was Greta.
We’re very good friends now 🙂
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Smart car. I love the name Greta.
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… and it really suits her 🙂
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I like Joanne’s line of thinking. In light of what we learnt the other day can I suggest Flamboyance or, if she has aspirations as a singer/songwriter, Flambeyonce…. 🙂
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Actually, I was thinking about Fancy in honor of Reba McEntire’s song by that name. She may have been born just a plain flamingo, but Fancy was her name. Yep, that might be a future post.
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Oh my…words fail me. But your flamingo is highly fashionable! 😉
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Thank you.
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OH my! Isn’t she fancy in the first? The second may be a bit overwhelming…
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Have you read all the comments? I only ask because Joanne recommended names for her and Ryan made his own suggestions. I said I was thinking of naming her Fancy. You just sealed the deal. Official flamingo naming post to come after my regularly scheduled posts. 😉
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I didn’t. I’m sorry, I’m quite behind in my reading. Should I come back?
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I can’t keep up with it all either. You know my though…. if you are meant to see it, you will.
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🙂
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Me, not my. Dang fingers are faster than my thinking
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She is indeed in a hairy situation!! Fancy seems the perfect name for her! Does she have any pearls? I enjoyed this post very much!
Thank you for the follow!
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Oh, I think pearls might be found somewhere. I have scheduled posts until Tuesday, so we have time to plan the naming ceremony!
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😀 Excellent!! Maybe a tiara, as well??
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