We had a visit from a Road Runner a couple of days ago. Poor thing. Unfortunately I didn't get a picture but they are the most peculiar birds strutting around; a bit like a small chicken with less meat!
I say 'poor thing' because he was obviously distressed and disoriented. Mainly because we used to see him in the desert opposite which is now a parking lot and he doesn't know where he is anymore. He walked around the entire patio, panting with tongue hanging out. Stuart tried to give him water but eventually he found his way out. Jumped onto the fence and off he went. Who knows where he is now.
There is a Road Runner who is a regular on the patio of the Escena Bar & Grill. They call him Arthur for better reasons known only to them!!!!!
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