One Saturday morning a couple of years ago we woke up to find a large flock of flamingos on our front lawn. We had been "flamingoed".
My sister was going to be traveling as a chaperone with the church's youth group to Belize. There they would be ministering to the kids and their families and helping the villagers make needed improvements and repairs to their church and school. As a fundraiser the youth group "flamingoed" people they hoped would help out.
We've been flamingoed!
Some of the youth group kids with some of the Belizian kids.
The entire team. My sister is here too. Hint: she's wearing a blue shirt.
Originally the team had thought to not pick up the flamingos until a bail or fee of some sort was paid. I told her it was a good thing they didn't go that route, because I wouldn't have paid so I could keep them! As it turned out I actually ended up buying my own flock of flamingos.
Talk about the ideal pet! They don't make noise, they don't cost anything to feed, they are virtually maintenance free, they aren't smelly, and they don't need much supervision. They just need to be moved around every so often to keep them happy.
No, I don't keep them in the front yard. That would be tacky! They prefer to hang out in the far back, by the ponds. They are water birds, after all. They usually hang out at the edge of the pond water, but since the ponds are dry right now, they wander around the garden area.
My flock of flamingos.
My flock of flamingos.

And you know me; I want to keep my creatures happy. Because when they are happy, I'm happy!
2 comments:
Who knew that flamingos were such wonderful pets? And they don't require a license or trips to the vet, either. Are yours named?
They all answer to "Pinkie"!
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