This fellow won a blue ribbon.
😉
(We went to a fair over the weekend.)
“We should get a rooster” -and- “Maybe we should get a gurnsey cow” -and- “Why don’t we have a llama of our own?” are common subjects of discussion between my spouse and I after attending one of these events.
Of course, the logical answers are “They attract rats” -and- “You wouldn’t be able to handle the poop” -and- “We wouldn’t be able to ride him, so why bother?”
But it is fun to the talk about the possibilities.
“We could buy that old bus we saw sitting out in front of the reptile zoo1 and load it up with our freshly minted llama…” I start,
“…and drive it from here to South America,” he continues, “with the rooster in a rack on the top.”
And so forth.
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You know… All the completely PRACTICAL planning steps to creating new adventures in life.
And it all begins at the fair. 😛
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In other news, where cocks are concerned, I had a rather strange dream about some the other night. I don’t really remember the details, but Goldie Hawn was there and somehow we were testing the usefulness of cocks (of the penis variety) — which had been detached from their owners and were laid out on a board with labels for whose was whose — and most of them got hard fast, came (too) quickly, and were grossly misshapen.
Needless to say — unlike the pretty fella up above — none of the dream cocks were Prize Cocks.
Go ahead and armchair-psych that one if you want to entertain yourself for a minute.
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In terms of *actual* cock-a-doodle-ing, there has been very little of that around here lately. The Mister got a little bit of stroke love after successfully completing his oral exercises the other night, but that’s about it. We’re in less of a sex drought right now than we were previously, I think. But while I’m like, “Wow… We’re getting some kind of activity in at least once a month these days,” he’s like, “We are?”
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I kinda doubt we’re ever gonna return to multiple times per week and I definitely do NOT see multiple times a day anywhere again on my lifetime’s horizon. That ship left the harbor years ago. (And is lost at sea.) But honestly, we’re doing more (in terms of frequency) in the Sexy Stuff department right now than we have been in years, considering the long-term impacts of illness (his) and aging (both of ours).
So I’ll take it.
But anyway… Back to the original topic…
Whattaya think of this pretty prize cock? 😉
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1This is an actual thing. It’s not a place I would ever visit in a million years. But it exists.
As an artist of sorts who considers himself as being fairly visually keen, I simply cannot see any difference between any prize animal and it’s less successful relatives. Dog shows are as incomprehensible to me as hockey. And the cock? If he woke me with his crowing, I’d be just as inclined to lob a boot at him as any other. 😉 Maybe I’d just have him for dinner and use those fine hackles for tying some dry flies?
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(speaking of occasional UN keenness, that should have been “its” not “it’s”………………………..I’m blaming my current lack of coffee)
I ‘get’ both dog shows AND hockey. *laugh*
(Not that either serve any great purpose, mind you. But the “how” and general rles of them, I understand.) 😉
I love a good cock! Hens too 😉
And that dream of yours sounds great…
Hope you are well Feve
May x
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I took about 12 photos, but the little cluckers kept MOVING. *laugh* So this is the only one that turned out.
I’ve seen other prize cocks… lol. Somehow I have never been able to determine why they are “prize” worthy. But I am glad that you are having more sexy times these days. Stay well.
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Hurray for MORE SEXY TIME! I myself am proud to announce that after the one session in June and none in July, we’ve managed TWO romps in August. This is a huge difference from the 4-round per night, two to three times a week frequency when we had the house to ourselves, didn’t have to deal with lockdowns, and I wasn’t pre-menopausing. At least we had THAT.
“At least once a month” feels like a huge thing for me right now. *laugh*
Go you! MORE than once, this month! 😉
(I totally get the full-house/COVID/menopause mood kill.)
The bird is beautiful, but in my brain it has nothing to do with the penis.