A man decided to start a chicken farm and bought 24 to get started. A week later he bought another 24 and another 24 the week after that. When his friend asked how his chicken farm was coming along the man replied, “Not one of them has grown yet. I wonder if I’m planting them too deep?”
Video is not very good but we just had to share our first sighting of a very young Sandhill cranes with its parents.
Dr Frankenstein: I’ve just invented something that everyone in the world will want!
You know how you get a nasty ring around the bathtub every time you use it, and you have to clean the ring off?
Igor: Yes, I hate it.
Dr Frankenstein: Well, you need never have a bathtub ring again!
I’ve invented the square tub .
Ducks have been domesticated as pets and farm animals for more than 500 years, and all domestic ducks are descended from either the mallard or the Muscovy duck. Mallards, especially, are easy to crossbreed with other types of ducks, and mallards often hybridize with all types of ducks at local ponds. This can lead to very unusual feather shapes and color patterns that can be confusing to identify.
Why did the chicken go to Burger King?
To see a chicken Strip!
We all live in the same house. May 31, 2020.
The American Goldfinch is often mistaken for a canary.
“Some of the biggest cases of mistaken identity are among intellectuals who have trouble remembering that they are not God. ” Thomas Sowell
True story…I was getting a hair cut…
“Yeah, I guess.” OK, she is not interested in birds. Maybe sports, “This weekend i am taking the family up to Toronto and we are going to watch the Toronto Bluejays play the Baltimore Orioles.”
Silence. Then, “Wow, you are really into this bird thing, aren’t you.”
A farmer buys a rooster to service his 200 hens. When he gets the rooster into the barnyard, he tells him, “Randy, I want you to pace yourself now. You’ve got a lot of chickens to service here, and you cost me a lot of money. Have fun, but take your time.”
WHAM! Randy nails every hen in the henhouse, three or four times. Randy runs out and sees a flock of geese down by the lake. WHAM! He nails all the geese. Randy runs to the pigpen, the cow pasture — soon, he’s been on every animal on the farm.
The farmer is distraught, worried that his expensive rooster won’t even last the day.
Sure enough, the farmer wakes up the next morning to find Randy laid out flat in the middle of the yard, buzzards circling overhead.
The sad farmer shakes his head and says, “Oh, Randy, I told you to pace yourself.”
Randy opens one eye, winks, and nods towards the sky, “Shhh, they’re getting closer.”