This is a Peregrine Falcon.
He knows what he wants and he knows where he's going.
AND he doesn't waste time.
SO, I was driving to work on Presidents Day. I drive about an hour or more depending on how scared folks are that morning. "OH MY GOD! WHAT'S THAT WHITE STUFF FALLING FROM THE SKY?! I'VE NEVER SEEN THAT BEFORE!" I should mention that we live on the Lake Erie coast and it snows here...every winter...for weeks on end. Wheee. Anyway...I was so surprised when there weren't any accidents reported, no drivers stopped in the middle of the freeway, confused with their never ending turn signals signaling for nothing in particular. I also noticed the traffic was light and moving properly, in the proper direction (which would be forward, in case you were wondering.)
I made it to work almost FIFTEEN minutes early! The money I saved on gas by not sitting still for most of the hour I wasted on a sausage McMuffin...yummy. The Doodles is one of those veggie heads, I'm a proud carnivore. I then realized...it was a government holiday and the governmentals were at home or some other subversive place!
And then it really hit me. This explains the dawdling in Washington! People that work for the government can't help themselves. It must be some sort of genetic defect. They just can't move quickly. Life has become so clear to me now. We all need to drive to our local state representative or senate office and sit out front and honk our horns! Over and over again. It works in rush hour...
This is a chicken.
They only move fast if you're coming up behind them with an ax.
Sounds like a good idea to me.
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