They walk along the street, stopping traffic. Sometimes I change my jogging route if I see one lurking ahead. Because they can get a little flustered and they scare me. It's quite funny.
Home-made signs were placed around the neighborhood warning motorists:
The elusive little crazies even made an appearance in our backyard, of all places:
It may not seem like a big deal, but considering we are about 10 minutes away from Manhattan, it is a real novelty.
Today our local paper, the South Bergenite, had a little article about the twosome:
I'll quote it:
One of our country's founders, though he never said so publicly, privately opined that a different animal [than the bald eagle] should have been selected [as a symbol on the Great Seal of the United States]
"For my own part I wish the Bald Eagle had not been chosen the Representative of our Country... For the Truth the Turkey is in Comparison a much more respectable Bird, and withal a true Native of America... He is besides, though a little vain & silly, a Bird of Courage, and would not hesitate to attack a Grenadier of the British Guards who should presume to invade his Farm Yard with a red Coat on"
- Benjamin Franklin, letter to his daughter, 1784
Have a wonderful 4th of July weekend!