Guinnea hens
I have always loved guinneas, they are bizarre, cartoony looking birds with their blobby pokadotted bodies and miniscule heads. A bit prehistoric, a bit alien....plus they make some marvelous cacophanies when they sit in the trees. I had some friends who lived out in the country. Or at least what used to be an old farm on Kitt Creek Road in the heart of RTP. To get out there we'd drive way out 54 past the little rail road crossing that was Morrisville, past the creepy, dilapidated "Lonely Hearts Club" and then down the long gravel road that was Kitt Creek. Several miles and many twists down the road was an old farm with southern red cedars along the road and three small houses a barn and a pond. This is where our friend lived. Initially we only had one pal; but the residents in all three houses hung out together - watching Dynasty or Twin Peaks, drinking Blueberry Butt Busters. We soon became friends with them all too. The barn was home to goats, chickens, geese, peacocks and guinnea hens.
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