We are quickly approaching another page turning on the calendar. Normally I feel a bit down when this time comes as it marks another month gone, never to be recovered and the inevitable “I could have done more” feeling that has nagged me most of my life. In this case.. bring it on, this weather is too damn COLD!! Sorry, I’m not conditioned for these Midwest Tundra Februaries anymore ha. Before I get into today’s “redemption” post, need to get some brags out of the way. Ruger and Raven had their end of the year award recognition event last week and they wanted to show off their trophy plaques.
Raven has had a pretty incredible agility career over his 11 years so far and likes to hold it over his younger brother that he is on his 4th board. Those plates represent all his Agility Titles including Championships with a Tricks title thrown in – “Eat my dust Ruger-child!“.

Ruger likes to point out that he is only 4 and already filling a 2nd board with his Agility Titles including Championships along with his FastCAT Championship titles (100yd dash) and a Versatility in Poodle Certificate – “Suck it old man Raven!“

The brag bickering these two do back and forth on a daily basis is nearly insufferable. Don’t tell them or their heads will get bigger than they are, but we are very proud of both of them. The Boys and I are also very proud of “Mommy” who puts in all the work to get each of those plates. Well done everyone!
Okay, we need to get to today’s post which is really a companion piece to my last post.

So, I got a lot of feedback on how sad they felt for the male Reddish Egret that was embarrassingly rejected in front of all the locals at the Leonabelle Turnbull Birding Center (link here). It just so happens another encounter was occurring further south of there. Hit the jump to see if this meeting turned out any better.
I spotted this handsome devil of a Reddish Egret flying over the Mangrove shrubs at the South Padre Island Bird Viewing and Nature Center. All preened up and clearly on the prowl for some chickies.

I’m too sexy for my feathers
Too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
Slowly it circled the neighborhood before coming to rest at a small table, I mean branch outside the local nightclub and started to fluff up the goods.
And I’m too sexy for my plumes
Too sexy for my plumes
What d’ya think about that?

Little did RomEo know his bobber was already getting a nibble from a nearby table…err branch.
I’ve been waiting for so long
Now I’ve finally found someone to stand by me
We saw the writing on the mangrove
As we felt this magical fantasy

Well hi there little chickadee! What brings you to this nape of the woods, neck of the wape; how come you’re here?

Show me, show me, show me how you do that plume trick
The one that makes me scream, she said
The one that makes me sing, she said
Show me how you do it
And I promise you
I promise that I’ll fly away with you
I’ll fly away with you

Well, I just shift my weight to this foot, then I lift this other foot up to my head and Cat Scratch Fever it until it’s all sexy like, then…
They come runnin’ just as fast as they can
‘Cause every girl crazy ’bout a sharp-plummed man (Uh huh)

Ooooh baby, you make my feathers all a tingle!

White coat, black feet, white plumes, Cadillac
Yeah, RomEo’s a time bomb
White coat, black feet, white plumes, Cadillac
The RomEo’s a time bomb
Yeah, RomEos a time bomb

Damn, you ARE too sexy for your feathers!
I’m a Reddish Egret, you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the branchwalk
Yeah, on the branchwalk, on the branchwalk, yeah
I shake my little plumes on the branchwalk

How about we blow this mangrove stand and go find us a secluded nest?
So tonight I’ll ask the stars above
How did I ever win your love?
What did I do
What did I say
To turn your angel eyes my way
All you birds
You can look all you like
But this Egret you see
She’s leavin’ here with me tonight
…and that’s the way it’s done all you RomEos looking for love in all the wrong places out there. There is love out there, you just have to know how to fluff those plumes ha!
Hopefully this encounter left you feeling a little better than the last one – no embarrassing talking to the wing here ha. By the way, if you caught all the songs and pop references used to construct this post you know your stuff (and our wedding song). Oh, and you are right Ted (link here), seeing one White-Morphed Reddish Egret is a treat, seeing two White Morphed REs is incredibly cool, but having the opportunity to see two sets of WMREs was definitely a highlight for our migration south!
