A Flamingo Flocking Adventure

Before I can share on my most recent adventure, I should make sure everyone knows what I’m talking about so we’re all on the same page. Flamingo Flocking. Have you heard of it? People place a bunch of plastic yard flamingos in a someone’s yard with a sign that says “You’ve Been Flocked!” The recipient of these birds must then give money to a fundraiser or a charity before the birds will be removed from their yard.

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For the month of July a group of us has taken to flocking our friends. Our flock is rather puny. Twenty birds. Three of them don’t have stakes. One of them doesn’t have a head. But that’s the best we could do.

And what would you know–we got flocked! You’d think that maybe we’d get a free pass, but no. All in good stead because after all, the money we’re raising is going for a good cause. Since the Bro and I are a part of the group responsible for the flocking, we get the pleasure of moving the birds to a house of our choice. Oooh, the possibilities…we pondered over this for a while, and then picked our victim.

Late Wednesday night the Bro and I drove out to our victim’s house, pink birds in tow. Upon arrival we saw that they were still up, watching TV. We’d have to make sure that they didn’t see us. We parked the car on the side of the road, and just as I was about to close my door, I hear from the Bro,

Don’t lock the car! Do you have the key?”

The reason for the Bro’s inquiry would be this: I have a history of using the button inside the door to lock the car, not the actual key. The members of my family live in a constant state of worry, wondering if I’ll ever accidentally lock the key in the car this way. Of course we all know that I would never do a thing like that. I, of course, had the key safely in my front pocket.

We gathered the birds and crept into our victim’s yard. This was our first time flocking a house, but we knew enough to wear all black. Still, we were careful to move slowly and hunched over so we didn’t give ourselves away. Totally ninja. We decided that we would only take a few birds at a time, sneak up to the house, plant them, and return for more. By doing this we could be sure we wouldn’t make a bunch of racket trying to untangle the birds’ necks from each other.

It was good fun, sneaking back and forth. Also a little disconcerting when I thought about the fact that we were this close to their house and they didn’t know we were there. We staked our flock in their front yard, and I even put one of the stake-less ones on the front porch. Our mission accomplished, Ethan and I decided to run back to our car and git outta there.

On the run back I checked my pocket to make sure I had the key. The pockets in my jeans are so shallow, it’s ridiculous. But yup, the key was still there. Good to go.

I slowed to a walk, panting from the exertion, as we crossed the road to our car. I reached into my pocket for the key…and it wasn’t there. I checked my other pocket, and my back pockets as well. I had just had it, but now it was gone!

I ran my hand through my hair. “I don’t have the key,” I told my brother. I shook my head in disbelief.

“Yeah you do,” he replied. Pretending I don’t have the key had been a prank I’d pulled on him several times, albeit, unsuccessfully. Except this time I wasn’t joking.

No,” I said, “I’m not joking. I don’t have the key.”

Not only was it dark outside, but their yard was also huge. Huge-huge. Hard-to-find-a-key-in-the-daytime-let-alone-at-night-huge. Was this really happening?!

“I did have it,” I said. “I checked before we started running. It must have fallen out while we were running.”

Well, we had to find it, but we couldn’t do it without a light of some sort. I was the only one who had a phone so I turned on the flashlight. It was bright! I tried to shade it with my hand so that our victims wouldn’t see the light out their window. We’d been successful up to this point and we couldn’t get caught now, not while we were looking for the car key lost somewhere in their yard!

“Where did you lose it? Where were you running?” We tried to backtrack as best as we could. The flashlight on my phone was too bright and I worried that they would see the light so I turned it off and used the light that came from the screen instead.

“I think…I think I was over here.” I moved to the right a bit and continued walking forward, towards their house, in search of the little black and silver key.

Then miracle upon miracles–less than five minutes into our search I bent over and picked up the key lying in the grass. “I got it!”

“Oh my gosh. Good. Let’s go!”

Gripping the key tightly in my hand, we booked it back to the car and hopped in. We heaved big sighs in relief. “I can’t believe that just happened,” I said.

“How could you lose it?”

I told him how it fell out of my pocket, then I added, “Wouldn’t it have been funny if I’d locked the phone in the car too?”

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9 thoughts on “A Flamingo Flocking Adventure

  1. Zielle July 29, 2017 / 12:47 am

    Hahaa this was funny! XD
    Btw, I don’t know if you saw my comment, but I nominated you for the Liebster Award. ๐Ÿ™‚ โค
    Hope you can do it, lovely!!

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    • Emma July 29, 2017 / 12:24 pm

      Haha, thank you for reading; I’m glad you enjoyed it!
      Oh, I didn’t! Thanks! ๐Ÿ˜€

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      • Zielle July 29, 2017 / 9:18 pm

        ๐Ÿ™‚
        You’re welcome! ๐Ÿ˜€

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  2. Sarah July 31, 2017 / 12:10 am

    Haha!!!! Emma!! โค โค This post was brilliantly written!! โค You had me a couple times there thinking you actually lost the key before you actually did! That sounds like absolutely solo much fun! Have you ever toilet papered someone's house?

    Sending love and blessings!

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    • Emma July 31, 2017 / 2:28 pm

      Well thank you muchly! Hahaha…I’m just glad that I didn’t lose the key while we were going back and forth between the house and the pile of birds…that would have been HARD!
      And no, we haven’t! The Bro wants to, but we just haven’t gotten around to it…you get in trouble around here if you get caught! (Have you?)
      Love ya!

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  3. kokodownunder September 11, 2017 / 2:03 am

    Oh my goodness. O_O This post was so well-written and suspenseful! XD I was waiting for the people in the house see you, but thankfully they didn’t! :O Were they people you knew? How did they react to ‘being flocked?’ ๐Ÿ˜€

    I am sooo thankful that you didn’t get found outโ€”and that you found the key! :O Praise the Lord for that; it must have felt like hunting for a needle in a haystack! :O โค

    Wowโ€”what an incredible adventure. ๐Ÿ˜€

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    • Emma September 11, 2017 / 5:09 pm

      Yes, we knew them!! On one of the birds we left a note that said “Flocked because we love you!” and signed our names to it. They text us in the morning after they’d seen the birds and they thought it was funny. XD They weren’t mad, so that was good! Lol!

      I KNOW. I know. I couldn’t believe I lost it–their yard is seriously huge, and…I was thanking the Lord we found it as soon as we had!

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  4. ~ Sarah ~ September 11, 2017 / 5:36 am

    That is so funny, Emma! XD You have such a great way of telling stories! ๐Ÿ˜€

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    • Emma September 11, 2017 / 4:50 pm

      Glad you got a few laughs out of it, Sarah!! Thank you!! ๐Ÿ˜€

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