I have garden gnomes, birds and toadstools hidden around on the property. My husband prefers things like truck toppers and piles of old lumber and tiles, which obviously thrills me (a woman obsessed with home decor and gardening magazines), but I digress. So imagine my glee and envy when The Bloggess bought Beyonce, the notorious giant metal chicken for
And then I found a six foot tall metal chicken in Loveland that I could potentially call my own!
Yes, of course I pulled over and posed with it for a picture.
|This rooster and I scream "gangster", don't you think?|
I would have liked to load it in my truck but I didn't have the $418.95 that was the asking price. Damned groceries.
So instead of an overpriced hunk of poorly welded metal, Brock and I wisely adopted two ponies for the winter. Clearly we could win awards for our stellar decision making skills.
I'm pretty sure that the Things will enjoy the ponies more than a rusted piece of metal to play around. Both require tetanus shots, so why not pick the fuzzy ones that eat and poop (and eat and poop and eat and poop)?
So, as sad as it is that I left the metal chicken by the side of the road in Loveland, we have two new pieces of yard art.
Meet Blizzard and Duke.
|Blizzard- The Happy Appy!|
|Duke- The Quaint Paint.|
Welcome boys! We are thrilled to have you!
Peace, Love and OMG PONIES!!!!,