Day 54: Egypt

Day 54:  Giza and environs.  Woody visits the great pyramids in Giza.  He developed an interest in Egyptian artifacts after visiting a traveling exhibit at a museum when he was a fledgling.  He was especially intrigued by the items from King Tuft's tomb.  That's a rare mummified woodpecker egg.  What a great example of authentic avian ovum incised hieroglyphics.  

Day 32: Petting Zoo

Day 32:  Today, Woody drove himself to the petting zoo.  Looks like he had a good time.  The zoo is on the list of therapeutic exercises to help with his depression, but I think he wanted to flaunt the new car.  I've always believed a male bird's vehicle is an extension of his pecker. 

Day 31: Woody Buys a Car

Day 31:  On a lark, Woody bought a car today.  He wouldn't admit it, but I'm certain he used the rest of the money Ellen Degeneres gave him and blew it on the roadster.  Woody saw the listing on Craig's List and am guessing this picture was taken by the seller in front of his house.  This really sticks in my craw.  How could he be so bird brained?

Day 28: More Hometown Memories

Day 28:  Late yesterday, Woody stopped by the steel mill where his dad worked double shifts so Woody could afford to join the Drill Team.  Many of the old coots are still there, but most of the younger employees have migrated.  Two of the foremen came out to chat about old times.  Woody had to cut his visit short to get ready for the flight back home.  He has a court date tomorrow for the domestic abuse charge against Maggie and me.

Day 26: Class Reunion Night

Day 26:  Class Reunion.  Here's Woody with a flock of classmates who belonged to the "Birds of a Feather" service organization.  Every year, the group held fundraisers, nest sales, seed gift packet sales, etc. to provide Thanksgiving turkeys for the local shelter.  Woody was appalled at how rotund and bald so many classmates had become, especially those who attended Perdue.  Oh look, there's Amanda Peafowl again.  She must be chaperoning the old hens.

Day 23: Hometown Visit

Day 23:   The dreaded High School reunion is this weekend.  Woody finally got off the sofa yesterday, did a few ab strengthening exercises and spent a considerable time preening.  Woody won't have the wrinkles his classmates will be so desperately trying to disguise.  Here is Woody in front of the Flora M. Hill School, where he spent many years as a fledgling winging it in math.  Oh, look, there's the principal, Amanda Peafowl.  Hard to believe she's still hovering in that position.

Day 22: PTSD

Day 22:  Woody has been having terrible flashbacks, hallucinations and night terrors.  We're not sure if it's PTSD from the attack or if he's been doing some recreational experimentation with his peeps at the bar.  He's going to have to shake a tail feather and snap out of this.

Day 21: Dermatologist Visit

Day 21:  Dermatologist appt.  Dr. Tso examined Woody's torso for infection and decided he needs cosmetic surgery.  We opted for a navel piercing with interchangeable decorative elements.  Woody is now sporting a vintage Lone Ranger button to hide the abdominal stain.  He didn't squawk once, yet the process was lengthy and looked painful.  Next, we stopped at our favorite local diner for lunch.  Nothing like a soothing bowl of "Mmm Mmm Good" chicken soup.  Woody took a selfie with the owners.

Day 20: Agoraphobia

Day 20:  Woody has developed agoraphobia.  He stays in the house and plays solitaire for hours without a break.  The group therapy session wasn't as beneficial as we had hoped.  We meet with the dermatologist tomorrow.  Hoping a diagnosis to cure or disguise the abdominal stain will boost his self confidence.

Day 19: Art Therapy

Day 19:  Art Therapy tomorrow.  Woody has spent endless hours researching a variety of styles, mediums and subject matter to discover which techniques work for him.  After much experimentation, he decided the excruciating detail employed by John James Audubon was too restricting, and is now exhibiting a strong Georgia O'Keeffe influence.  Big paper, big brushes, big ideas...just wondering where we'll store those over sized canvases.

Maggie gets a new friend

Maggie is so excited to have a new friend,