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The Nature of the Beast
It's feed-the-birds season, so I spent some time on Sunday resurrecting the bird feeders: a tower o'peanuts, some fat balls and the table for scraps. Mr Sandwich the rook, or jackdaw depending on who's dropping bread on my garden, will be delighted.
To make this fair on the birds I also got Bel a bell. She reacted by pulling her best disgusted face but it's supposed to help reduce birdy carnage. After all, this isn't bait.
Today I come home to a carpet full of feathers, one little foot, and some red jibbly bits. Bell, schmell.
To make this fair on the birds I also got Bel a bell. She reacted by pulling her best disgusted face but it's supposed to help reduce birdy carnage. After all, this isn't bait.
Today I come home to a carpet full of feathers, one little foot, and some red jibbly bits. Bell, schmell.