Today does not promise to be fun.
I'm having some minor surgery to remove
a birthmark gone rogue.
I have a cold that has me coughing like a crazy
person and so I tried to get out of it
with Warren and my friend, Melissa
by insisting that I'm going to cough
at the wrong time and the scalpel is going
to go where it should not go
and pierce my lung.
They are not buying it.
What do they know?
It really is a minor procedure and I'll
be just fine.
A couple of minutes and a couple of stitches
and I'll be just ducky.
Kind of like these sweethearts captured
at the Virginia Living Museum.
Out in the bird sanctuary we found lots of
other interesting creatures...
So majestic even though it is captivity due to an injury and cannot fly.
We assume this one was drying its feathers.
It held this pose for more than 15 minutes
while gently waving his wings in the breeze.
Either that or it has an issue with fear and was
attempting to intimidate us all of the time.
I choose to believe the prior theory.
The air was her blow dryer.
I do hope your day is good.
Just Ducky, even.