Frooster the Fruit Rooster

One of my favorite things to do on a Saturday morning is to go treasure hunting at garage sales with my cousin, Amy.  You just never know what you're going to find, and nothing demonstrates that better than a fruit rooster.  Yes, my friends, I found this little gem hidden amid some mismatched glassware and a Hello Kitty lunchbox.  My daughter just rolled her eyes and called me a child when I showed it to her, but seriously, how can you not be fascinated with this thing?  Think about it - how to you suppose the conversation went when someone was thinking it up:

CEO:  What pieces do you think we should add to the ceramic figurine line this season?  I'm thinking the smiling strawberries and the dancing mouse in a lace cap did pretty well last year.

IDEA DUDE:  How about a chicken with a body made out of fruit.  We'll do a bunch of grapes for the main body piece, dangling strawberries for the legs and a bunch of bananas all fanned out for the tail.  Oh, oh, oh - I know!  We'll add a couple ears of corn at the bottom and tuck in a few random feathers.  Maybe bright blue feathers!  Then we'll stick on a realistic chicken head and feet and it'll be great!

CEO:  You know bananas don't actually grow that way, right?  They grow in nice neat bunches, not all willy nilly like that.

IDEA DUDE:  Really?  I'm building a fruit rooster here and you're worried about realistic banana growth patterns?

I got really bored later and decided to do a little photo shoot with Frooster (what?  What else would you name a fruit rooster?).  Doggie was pretty curious:

 But Frooster's engaging personality won her over:

We broke for lunch, but Frooster was disturbed by my husband's choice:

So we moved on to some glamour shots.

 My family plays the White Elephant gift game (maybe you call it Dirty Santa?) at Christmas.  We usually set the limit at five bucks and then have a pretty good time stealing gifts and fighting over things like giant jars of pickles or a bottle opener key chain.  I'm thinking this is going to be the best gift ever!  I can picture it now - Frooster returning to our game year after year and everybody picking the smallest gifts first because they know those couldn't be him.  Yes, my new pal, Frooster, and I are going to have a lot of fun together.