Run away! Run away!*scampers off briskly*
Hey! Wait for me!
More bad news: they remember.[puts bucket over head. runs away.]
I could have told them that years ago!
Ah ha, since it seems to be illegal to import a hadeda I think I may have found my new pet. In fact I would be happy to offer a home to the whole family. In looks and personality they are just what I'm looking for! What breed of bird are they?
Turdus merula, AKA the Blackbird (of doom, in this case).If I can manage to get them all in a box without having my eyes pecked out and my eardrums shredded, I'll pop them in the post to you.
I see. Turdus from early Latin, for a thing found on a pavement in the forum.Merula is of course a reference to the noise they make, so Turdus Merula = loud shit.I see there is also a Turdus Migrationis which is of course flying shit. I feel the concierge may not take in the parcel, and one isn't allowed pets in these apartments, hence the proliferation of rabbits, eagles and donkeys.
A loud flying shit is about right.And I'm not above bribing the caretaker- I mean, concierge!
You can try. She's so passive aggressive we all have great fun defacing the notices she puts in the lifts. I just move them round as a rule. Oh, and the cleaners and gardeners are quite separate people, we're not one of those vulgar developments near the conservatoire!
You mean that,sweet bird? He probably just hasn't met the right cock yet.
Sweet?!?::breaks into uncontrollable laughter::::then runs away leaving Mistress Maddie to it::
After I saw a documentary about crows and human facial recognition, I became a slave to Beaky's Canadian cousin.In order to avoid "evils" from him, I must toss peanuts into the yard each morning.
We so quickly fall under their thrall, don't we? I'm still chopping up sultanas for my Beaky. Yes: "chopping up" - It's as if I don't want him to choke on whole ones."Evils"? "Oooh my God, I so can't believe you just said that!!"
What you need is a good old fashioned scarecrow...better yet, two scarecrows! What are Prince Chuck & Camilla up to these days?
Hmmm... I can't quite picture our future king and queen as Worzel Gummidge and Aunt Sally. Although, I bet Camilla's hair first thing in the morning is rather "Worzel"!
I, meanwhile, am scrambling around the garden trying to photograph woodpeckers and jays and other Florida things-with-wings.At least Beaky obliges.
Ha! You should see some of the unobliging photos!I'm just about to pop over and see how you're doing. See you in a mo!
The bird life in my garden can be brutal. I have witnesses a wood pigeon being devoured by a buzzard, and a beaky being ripped wing from wing by five magpies.Peanuts and sultanas will not suffice.Sx