must be

[summer_jackel]

Tail up, feathers fluffed
wings a bit outspread, clucking imploringly:
I have been propositioned sexually
by a chicken.
It must be spring.

Comments

[chipuni.livejournal.com]

Hee!

I hope that you let him down gently...

[summer-jackel.livejournal.com]

I picked her up and pet her, and told her that she was very confused.

She said, "you killed the rooster, fine. Now you get to BE the rooster."

[kynekh-amagire.livejournal.com]

As they say: "'Erotic' means using a feather; 'kinky' is using a chicken." Strangely, the chicken's feelings on the matter are rarely speculated upon.

[summer-jackel.livejournal.com]

The chicken's feelings in this particular instance were abundantly clear. A message so obvious and graphic that even a human couldn't miss it.

...although now I wonder about ALL those times my 'tame hens' approached me with spread wings, wanting to be 'picked up.'

[troubleagain.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes, spring, when little yellow birds solicit you explicitly, then go off and have sexual congress with a throw pillow....

[summer-jackel.livejournal.com]

hah. Yeah, Gavin's style these days runs to desperate congress with the side of the cage Kaya is in while she politely ignores him.

[stoda.livejournal.com]

Ah yesssss... Six has started propositioning my ear again.

Time for the aural sex jokes.

[summer-jackel.livejournal.com]

hah! I am so glad that neither of my parrots does that! Really, bird: eeewww.

What sort of bird is Six again?

[stoda.livejournal.com]

She is a Maxamilian's Pionus.

They're often thought of as very plain looking parrots... and that's largely true, indoors, in indoor lighting.

But oh, skies, get her in sunlight... and there is -so- much there to see.

But then, I lapse rhapsodic about the absolutely glorious delicate dusting of violet feathers that catches the sunlight just-so, that one might see when one is fortunate enough to have worked closely with turkey vultures.

One might almost think that sunlight was where they were meant to be seen. Or maybe... with open eyes minds.

But rhapsody aside... yeah, having one's ear backed up to while be honked at passionately is... something I can generally do without.