I mean the plastic kind. No feeding, no cleaning up after them, and no noise. I fell in love with the plastic flamingo several years ago in Austin, Texas. I went by a field with hundreds of these garish, plastic pink flamingos. I made up my mind that day that I was going to get some and put them in my flower beds.
Some people think they are trashy looking.
I think they are beautiful. Maybe they are nasty, obnoxious birds. I live on a farm and have many chickens running loose in the yard. The chickens have grown accustomed to the flamingos so if I am lucky enough to have a flock of them drop in for a visit, the chickens, I am sure, will treat them kindly. If I could, I would redecorate the inside of my house to reflect my love of the flamingo.