Hey, it isn’t just any bird that brings his own utensil to the soup buffet.

Hey, it isn’t just any bird that brings his own utensil to the soup buffet.
I hate this time of year with all the Reindeer jokes. I’m a Gallinule even if my name is Rudy.
Dude, stop with the music. How many times do I have to tell you Gallinules are not chickens and we don’t dance!!
So many Churches, so many faiths.
Man, I wish this guy would stop following me around already.
I can’t believe summer is ove and we have to go back to school next week. What’s school??
I’m big and I’m tough and no one messes with me! Mommy, where are you????!
Mommy, will I always be bald like that funny looking man with the camera. I hope not!!
I know you’re growing up, but you’ll always be my baby. So sweetie listen . . .
AN HOUR SATURDAY MORNING AT THE LAKE IN TRADITION, PORT SAINT LUCIE
I am just red faced with embarassment. Can you ever forgive me?