This morning as we sat outside enjoying our morning coffee with Tigger in the doorway, our local Road Runner came by to see if we had any treats. Unfortunately I had no Lizards to feed him so I gave him a piece of garlic bread. He ate the first piece but no more. He ran to the front of the rig, hopped up on the site poll and screamed at Mr. Tig who howled back. We learned that the cool morning air was not in the punky dewed road runners list of favorites things. He puffed up with his back to the sun and took in some D.
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