Tuesday, December 06, 2005

The peacock is in the doghouse

For those of you who have been worried about the peacock that has been wandering around my office complex lately - fear not, he will not be harmed by the snow. Some nice (or crazy) ladies at my office took the liberty of buying him a home...















We're not entirely sure whether or not he's been using it, but this morning when I got in, he was huddled by my window again with snow on his little tail feathers (which will one day be mine).

I'm telling you, he's OBSESSED with me. It's getting a little embarassing. Although, I always did want a man who was willing to make sacrifices for me. Sometimes you need to watch what you wish for.
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7 comments:

  1. Anonymous11:29 AM

    I think it's time for a name...

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  2. Anonymous1:09 PM

    I think Dennis is right.

    But what on earth do you name a peacock?

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  3. Anonymous1:21 PM

    I vote for something alliterative...

    here are some ideas...

    For a Her...
    Polly
    Prudence
    Princess
    Poppy

    For a him
    Percy
    Proteus
    Paul
    Prince and the New Peacock Generation...if you're not into brevity...

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  4. Erin1:36 PM

    You guys are funny...

    Call me lame, but I kinda just like Mr. Peacock.

    He is male and without a mate, which aparently is unusual for peacocks.

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  5. Anonymous1:38 PM

    Mr. Peacock is absolutely perfect. Since it's a peacock, you have to call it Mr. It just seems right. Mr. Peacock, your car is waiting...

    I think mr. peacock would also have an english accent.

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  6. Anonymous1:44 PM

    are you volunteering to be his mate?

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  7. Anonymous1:58 PM

    not me, but erin could use her wiles to get him in her house just for his tail feathers...

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