Hello, everyone, It is I, Leo.
You are probably wondering what has happened to the White Delight who usually occupies this blog spot. Don’t panic. He’s all right. He’s just sulking in his igloo because his pride has been hurt.
Oh yes, he is. One of those birds he calls nasty, noxious and noisy dropped a bit of suet cake on him when he was sitting underneath the bird feeder. (Why do they feed those things?) Anyway, it gave him a fright and he jumped. I have been teasing him about using blue tits as cat scarers and he doesn’t like it!
I wasn’t scared at all, I just didn’t expect one of those nasty little bird things to drop something on me. Anyway, as you can see, I’m outside again. I’m watching their feeder to put them off.
It isn’t working, though, is it? We have to share our garden with so many other things ….. Take the table outside the study window where my little Maudie likes to sit and look in on me… (I have to say, it is also occasionally frequented by less desirable creatures like Gillian, Jordan and Johnathan de Freitas, but they are at least felines.) Now look at what is there………
Cyril Quirrel. Large as life. The White Delight would be shocked if Cyril dropped something on his head – it would be a hard nut! Anyway, I don’t care for those quirrels, they have incisors almost to match my own dear tooth. Coming back to The White Delight, he is getting a bit paranoid, don’t you think? He’s always on the look out…..
I rest my case. I, on the other hand, take a spin around the garden with Maud and retire to one of my sleeping spots to reflect on things.
Don’t be fooled – it’s his age!
My incisor will be put to use if he says that again!
Love, Leo and Simba xxxxxxxx