“Crazy Old Coot” is a term that many of us know and associate with a foolish person, especially an old man. I’ve seen a lot of coots in my life, both the feathered and non-feathered kinds. I’m not sure though why coots were associated with “foolish people” or “old men”.
A test for being an old Coot might go something like this, you might be an old Coot if:
You sit on a rocking chair and can’t get it going.
Your knees buckle but your belt won’t.
Your back goes out more than you do.
Everything hurts, and what doesn’t hurt doesn’t work.
Your little black book contains only names ending in “M.D.”
You need glasses to find your glasses.
Now some old Coots do bite off more than they can chew but only an American Coot; with actual feathers and green clownish feet, are birds.
There is also a phrase “bald as a coot” and I truly don’t know where that comes from because in all the time I have been photographing birds I have never once seen a bald coot.
Frankly I love Coots. I love how they posture their plump bodies, squawk, puff up and get an attitude.
And yes, I am talking about the feathered kind.