pink flamingos invade McKinney
The first pink-feathered monsters arrived last Monday. We thought they were stragglers from a northern migration seeking refuge from the hurricane-like winds that had been beating the sky lately. Four of them grazed in the front yard of the old house that’s being painted beige and grey. We figured it was the smell of the latex that attracted them, and the greasy fast-food leftovers the workman tossed their way that kept them.
The next day two of them had wandered across the street and the other two were nowhere to be seen. Little did we know they were catching up with the great herd to persuade their fellows to return with them to this new land of plenty. There was more fresh latex being slathered onto old wood clapboards in this town than any they’d yet encountered.
Wednesday found two of the first arrivals back at their original landing spot, and a gang of four a few houses away. That made eight. Thursday it was ten. Friday it was 13, unlucky for us……..Would these pinkos stop at nothing to feed their latex addiction?
They were cute, but so is a skunk right before he sprays you.
Suddenly it appeared the flamingos were sporting some kind of signs around their scrawny pink necks. As I dared to approach close enough to read the signs with my telephoto lens I understood. In their unceasing quest for cheap labor, the city had struck a bargain with the flams. Advertise our new play about trailer trash and we’ll let you have your pick of the latex stored behind Groom & Sons’ hardware store.
Once they get their fix I think we’ll be able to wave bye-bye to these monsters.