Our household wildlife keeps us entertained. The lizards and geckos and birds may not be as cuddly as a puppy dog, but they do provide us with amusement. (That reminds me of a little language quirk. Dog in Portuguese is "cão," and is pronounced "cow." Fortunately, we don't have many cows in the city, so we can generally assume someone is talking about a canine in Portuguese rather than a bovine critter in English.)
This morning, Mom and I had breakfast on our veranda to enjoy the morning and the "wildlife." We were looking at the various little birds that come into drink at our birdbath. Mom was identifying them for me. The birdie above is a European Bee-eater. I think this morning could have been the start of my transition into an amateur birder. Mom has loved birdwatching as long as I can remember. This morning, she saw a Pygmy Kingfisher for the first time!
As I started to write this, I realized I had forgotten the name of this bird. So, with no context whatsoever, the following words were exchanged:
Me: Who was that little guy up in the branches?
Mom: Zacchaeus?
I'm still giggling.
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