I saw my first roadrunner yesterday. We were walking the dogs around the RV park and it just walked out of the bushes about 20 feet in front of us.
Having been raised on Roadrunner cartoons, I couldn’t help but look around to see if Wile E. Coyote was hiding nearby, perhaps with an Acme Rocket strapped to his back. Didn’t see Wile E., but Grace was going nuts. I’m sure if I had let her off the leash she would have ended up with an anvil on her head.
My neighbor says that this RV park is a “bird watching paradise.” Perhaps I will learn a little about our feathered friends while I am here. But I already know a roadrunner when I see one.