Narcicissm

These are a couple of guinea hens owned by my dear friends in nearby Georgeotnw (and mutual friends of debsthoughts). I didn't realize these hens were allowed out of their coop during the daytime. Apparently they are greatly enamored of my friend's red pickup truck, visible on the left. These hens thoroughly enjoy admiring themselves in their reflection on the chrome bumper, or even on the paint. They've greeted my friend when he (or more likely, his truck) has been away for a few days, meeting the truck excitedly at the end of the driveway and chasing it to its parking spot, whereupon they resume admiring themselves in their reflection.

Furiously trying to come up with a creative and appropriate idea for tomorrow's 100th.