They say that birds of a feather flock together.

I don’t think that is always the case.  Take this Mourning Dove and Sea Gull.  Not alike at all.  Yet, they sit with one another.  And, they are clearly having a discussion about all-things-aviary.

Sea Gull:  Hey Mourning Dove… how come you never sit on top of any churches?

Mourning Dove:  Well that’s because I am not really a bird of pray.

SG:  Well then… Do dou like sushi?

MD:  Not with the recent salmonella outbreak that has been in the news.  How about you?

SG:  I fix all my own sushi…  I pluck it right out the salty water.  Hey… speaking of which…. do you know why me, and all the other sea gulls,  just fly over the sea… and not the bay?  Because if we did… they would call us Bay Gulls.  Get it?  Bagels…

SG:  Mourning Dove old pal… hey… you aren’t looking so good…. are you SAD?  Bwaahhhhhh haaaaaaa bwahhhhh haaaaaaa.

MD:  Funny gull.  I’ve never heard that one before.

SG:  Seriously… you don’t look so good.  You feel okay?

MD:  I’ve got a terribly bad headache.  I think I need to migraine south.

SG:  Serious question for you … why EXACTLY do you fly south every year, dove?

MD:  Because it is too dang far to walk.  …. (… … geez, this guy is a real  bird brain….. )

SG:  HEY…. I may not have any ears… but I could read your beak…..  you… you…. pecker.

Well, it just got uglier from here on out.  Maybe birds of a feather really DO flock together… and birds who aren’t of the same feather… argue like opposing politicians…..

“By nature, men are nearly alike; by practice, they get to be wide apart” – Confucius