A day or so ago, Retired One posted some photos of buzzards on her blog. The buzzards had posed just for her. She is a bird whisperer, don’t you know.
Her photos reminded me of a story that I thought I would share with you for no reason other than you are here and reading so I might as well try to entertain with a buzzard tale....well, there's that and the fact I'm still giddy with high speed!!
A couple of years ago, Dan had his 2nd knee replacement. It was easier the 2nd time around since we both knew what to expect.
He got to the point where he could walk around outside with his walker. If you have ever seen Tim Conway play the little old, shuffling man, you have a good idea of what kind of miles per couple of hours Dan was capable of.
I enjoy walking, but I cannot walk slowly. It sets my hips up something fierce. But I was trying hard to moderate my pace to walk with Snail Man. I finally ended up literally walking in circles around him and his walker as we proceeded our stroll around the campground. Actually, we only ended up going maybe 800’ before he felt he should probably turn around and head back. I asked him if he thought he would be OK for a while because I would like to walk ahead (a bit faster) and I would wait for him at one of the picnic tables.
Dan would need to stop and rest every once in a while, but he was progressing nicely. While I was waiting for him, I noticed a big shadow cut across in front of Dan so I looked up thinking someone must be flying a HUGE bat shaped kite. There were two turkey buzzards flying overhead!! Over DAN’S head to be precise!
He had stopped to take a small break so I yelled at him to look skyward. It was so funny to watch. Dan is such a comedian. Both of us knew the buzzards weren’t really honing in on him, but it did give us pause….so Dan picked up the pace. He was picking that walker up and smacking it back down and traveling as fast as he could go…hup, hup, hup….stones were flying out of the roadway every time he’d smack that walker back on the ground.
After he’d traveled another 8feet at this remarkable pace, he had to stop and take another break…and the buzzards were still over head. By now, friends of the buzzards had joined in the circle. A couple of them had perched themselves in a nearby tree. Maybe they DID see Dan as easy pickings!
And what was even more bizarre about this whole incident was the fact that we had never even seen buzzards around here before!! Eagles, yes! Buzzards, no!!
Dan made it back safely to where I was waiting for him and we walked back to the house…and watched the buzzards watching the house. Ever since that time we HAVE had buzzards around here. Butt ugly things that they are….
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