I T'OUGHT I TAW A PUDDY TAT...
By bigbumblebee
32 comments
When it’s a nice day, and I’m out in the garden, I leave the door open. That’s not as risky as it sounds, as my front door is round the back. Don’t worry; I haven’t lost the plot…yet.
It’s been a blustery sort of day, with a keen edge to an onshore wind ( as the crow flies, the Big Ditch is only about two miles away), so I faffed around for an hour, and then came back in. The idea was to sit down with a cup of coffee and my daylily books, as there’s one just opened that I couldn’t rightly identify.
In the meantime, dear sweet, loveable Cookie has other ideas.
The first indication that my plan was in the recycle bin was little dark, fluffy feathers on the kitchen floor.
A bird had come in through the open door, and Cookie had it cornered in the sitting room window.There were little feathers everywhere. Three small ornaments from the top of a bookcase were now under the sideboard, a pile of manuscripts was scattered all over the floor, and a young robin was bashing itself silly against the glass.
Try as she might, Cookie couldn’t reach. I fetched the feather duster; she hates it. Out she went, alot faster than I’m sure she intended to.
I didn’t try to catch the bird; instead I opened the fire escape, thinking that birdie would feel the draught and head for the opening. Not a chance. Unfortunately birds don’t think the way we do. It dropped down and took sanctuary under a storage chest with a 1 inch clearance. Now, that chest is solid pine, heavy even when it’s empty. It’s currently stuffed to the gills with books, knitting wool, you name it. No way was I going to try and shift it.
I poured myself a Coke, sat down, and watched the gap under the chest, while I got goosepimples in the draught from the fire escape. Now and then there’d be a little fluttering and scrabbling noise.
Five minutes later, calm as you like, birdie hops out, has a quick glance round…and is gone, across the sitting room, through the kitchen and out the door without so much as a by-your-leave or thankyou.
I’d like to think Cookie got dive-bombed as it went, because she was sitting on the top step looking very startled.
Only to be expected, I suppose, there was a mess on the window to clean off. I ended up cleaning not only the window, but the frames and the fire escape, by which time my coke had gone flat, Cookie was sulking, and I’d forgotten what the unidentified Daylily looked like. Ho Hum! There’s another bud about to open so I’ll take a photo tomorrow.
Hehehe! Cookie’s now doing her little crust, looking for the one that got away.
Coming soon. A blog re. Freebies!!
Bbb
7 Jul, 2009
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I liked this Blog Bbb .....but a blog on Freebies!!! there my favourite you know
7 Jul, 2009
Wonderful story Bbb but I'm with Bob, owt f' nowt will do for me. A blackbird flew in through our kitchen window once and yes it left a calling card on its way out again :~((
Carol is always complaining about them messing up her washing, but she feeds them!
I did ask her what washing was but she didn't answer ?
7 Jul, 2009
hey Ian / Bbb
did you see my photo of the freebie compost tumbler I got . . . .. .. its a belter!!!!! even if i do say so myself
7 Jul, 2009
OMG Ian, you fly close to the flame, don't you? ;-0))
7 Jul, 2009
I reckon anybody with a name beginning with Mac would just be that jammy...LoL
7 Jul, 2009
hee hee I am big on recycling bbb especially when its getting recycled in my direction.
7 Jul, 2009
So what is washing, or is it a woman thing???
7 Jul, 2009
Ian
I think its what happens after you put your clothes in the magic basket
7 Jul, 2009
Ohhh, I never wondered about that before. :~)) Lol
7 Jul, 2009
In the magic basket .. . . . . wait a while . . . . . .. . .abracadabra . . .. . . back in the hangers or in the drawer . .. .. . . . . . Thats magic! ( last bit to be said in an annoying voice)
7 Jul, 2009
Ohhhh,..........No, still got no clue?
7 Jul, 2009
Mac, sent you a pm!
7 Jul, 2009
Hmmmm my wife thinks re-cycling means that we are going to buy a new bike !!!
But I do like your blog, that poor robin but, cats and birds, it's only natural I suppose.
Can I ask what the 'Big Ditch' is? I only asked 'coz we have a thing called The Manchester Ship Canal affectionately known as 'The Big Ditch' It was called that by all the navvie's that dug it back in the 1890's. But as kids we called it the s**t canal 'coz it used to stink like that in summer. :o))))
A blog on freebie's now that will be interesting.
7 Jul, 2009
Oh, that's what it is then.I think Julie's magic wand must have broken then because I put my best shirt in the Magic Basket the other day but not seen it again yet!
Nice story Bbb.I'm glad the other one got away
7 Jul, 2009
I love that blog BB, made me laugh out loud. I am so pleased the little Robin made his escape..........sorry about the goosebumps. flat coke and mess to clean up, but you saved a little feathered friend LOL. I'm sure Cookie will get over it given time :o)
7 Jul, 2009
You men!!!!....:)))
7 Jul, 2009
Thanks Y'all. Washing? Sounds familiar.
Bobg. The English Channel.
Don't get all un-necessary about the freebies, you lot. It's not earthshattering...but, then again...I s'pose it could be...in a way. Hmmm.
7 Jul, 2009
my heart was in my mouth at the beginning of the blog. I managed to finally breath when I heard the little bird made it safetly out once the guard was sitting watching. Phew! well done!
You men! my theory is that if woman hadn't arrived on the planet you would all still be in caves and killing new animals each time you wanted a clean skin!
7 Jul, 2009
Is there another way Sue?
By the way are you following me or am I just walking in front of you Lol
7 Jul, 2009
You need to ask?.....:))
7 Jul, 2009
Did Cookie have a bad experience with a feather duster?
7 Jul, 2009
She did thisafternoon, Wagger!
Whether she did before she adopted me, I don't know, but she hates the thing with a passion.;-))
7 Jul, 2009
LOL,
7 Jul, 2009
Thanks Bbb I did'nt know that the English Cannel was called the big ditch or is that just your slant on it :o)))
We used to have a Yorkshire terrier and he hated sweeping brushes with a passion.
7 Jul, 2009
Evening Bob
7 Jul, 2009
Bobg, if your Yorkie was anything like my next door neighbour's he probably thought he had competition...LoL
7 Jul, 2009
your up late Bbb?
7 Jul, 2009
I always am Ian. I'll be off to bed with....a good book dreckly. Lights out about 0130.
7 Jul, 2009
What you reading? My fav. is dick francis! :~))
7 Jul, 2009
Sorry Ian I went just after I had written.
Yes My Yorkie was absolutely crackers, he used to chase a ball up the kitchen (25feet long kitchen) and halfway he used to dive on his back and slide the rest of the way, then get the ball and run like the clappers but not get anywhere fast 'coz of his paws slipping on the lino.
8 Jul, 2009
Yes Ian you are the one waiting. LOL That is what the mail sex are supposed to do aint it?
9 Jul, 2009
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That sounds like a typical day in my house with kids leaving mess everywhere!! My cat cornered a collered dove once and was more scared of it than it was of him!!
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