So, you probably know just what I am doing here. No? You know how birds hone their beaks on a fence or branch or whatever? Well, I’m sharpening my killer weapons so that IF I decide to pounce or leap or trap or do any kind of subversive action having to do with our garden’s feathered creatures, it will be a QUICK demise for the victim. (Not that quick is supposed to be more interesting. I’m told that kitties like to prey around with their play…er…I think I have that backwards. Whatever.)
You see, mama FEEDS these critters morning and night and if she doesn’t have food out there for them, THEY COME TO THE WINDOWS AND PEER IN AT HER, and she gives in every time!
Hey, they know where their seeds are stashed, that’s for sure. Here they are, totally relaxed (the birds, not the seeds) and having their little breakie…aren’t they cute? Grrrrr…
Here’s one of the big tourterelles whose fan belt sounds as if it’s slipping when he/she comes in for a landing.
He/she gets a bit cheeky sometimes, and little does he/she know, little is HE/SHE AWARE of what’s in store for him/her!!!
Now I’m getting a really offensive LOOK from this jerk! Okay, that’s it. I’m going after this sucker and get this ordeal over NOW!
Okay, shhhhh, here I go…
Un, deux, trois…
HEY, a girl can change her mind, right? There’s CHICKEN in that salad!!!
WELL, thank you again for posting Lullaby of Birdland! But why are you doing all these nice things?? I can’t find where to answer your comments or give one!!!
Nom nom nom! Nommy winged beasties! Maybe their tender meats are mixed in with those salad greens?! Why you can tell me – I can keep a secret! I purr-omise I won’t tell. Nom nom! Bon appetit!
Well, SOMEBODY at your feast of dreams made bones out of a few rodents!!! Was that YOU? WOW. Those guys were scary.
Those look like pigeons…are they, Loulou? The mom keeps our feeders filled for all the birdies. But they’re real pigs and eat everything like in one day…or else they only eat the good stuff and push the other stuff on to the ground. It makes a real mess. You’d think those birdies would be nicer about it.
Well, these are NOT pidgeons and mama shoos away the pidges so that her beloved (!) tourterelles can have the 5-grain crackers (!) she smooshes up for them and all their little peckin’friends! I just watch, amused and distant and of another group entirely, sophisticated, smoothe, refined, cosmopolitan, not chirping out of my mind all day long!!!
WOW – those birdies better be careful. But you’re a smart cookie and went for the BIG bird on the salad – already cooked and more tasty! And you could take you your killah instincts on your toys, like i do – i use my big, ferocious teeth to shake them silly. But then i feel guilt and give them doggie kisses. Besides, real ones would mean blood & guts all over the floor. And our mamas would scream with looks of horror on their visages!!!! Loulou – that would be fun to watch, non?
Well, mama told me how you shake your toys—lordy, lordy, never let MY neck get in the way!!! You terriers are wild! But such fun to watch.
Well, LouLou, here is PROOF that a bird in the salad is worth two (or more) on the pavement ! And no feathers to spit out !
OOH…I love the no feathers to spit out part!!! So sage, you.
stick with chicken please! (you look so adorable at that table!)
Well, they gave me a tiny morsel. Mama is reading The Inner Life of Cats or something like that so I am being treated accordingly and too much chicken was not on the list….maybe I’ll rip up a dove and see what happens.
You have the right priority, Loulou!
Yes, well, it’s a whole lot less messy, as Mary pointed out.