If you have been reading since the start you might recall me saying it would be good to have a pocket bird guide with me on my travels ? My Dad recommended this one but it was out of print. Anyway Amazon now trade in second hand books and I picked this one up for a bargain £2; my little easter egg to myself. It was described as being in good condition but it is in virtually pristine condition so I am thrilled. No more having to try and get internet access to identify that mystery splodge on my camera screen out in the field.
Also in that parcel was some special glue to fix my walking boots.
Then another parcel – for the boys this time – they now have a month worth of food in their boxes; sadly it wasn’t their favourite courier lady with he biscuits today but it was a very nice man courier who was lovely with them as they tried to steal the parcel from the.
With a long walk yesterday and knowing the courier should call today I only planned a wee walk later on – in fact we never got out for a walk but the boys don’t seemed bothered. Probably a good thing because like what goes up must come down – what goes in a Pup must come out! You will always know your dog has eaten a bunny by the very furry quality of the dog’s poo!
Linking the dogs and the pigeon feather rosettes we have found twice it is likely those were fresh kills by either a goshawk or a sparrowhawk … I know we have at least two sparrowhawks in the area. A buzzard would be more likely to take carrion rather than kill a pigeon and a fox would bite the feathers off rather than plucking the bird; finally (and sorry for the gruesome but it interests me) the feathers had no blood on the ends of then which tells me it was from a fresh kill.
I got another surprise today – apart form the parcels … when I cast an eye over my reader stats I found that yesterday I had had my most reads in one day ever and the vast majority were by one person. I don’t get the very specific detail but I get some clues. Curious?
I am going to leave it there because Pup is restless and I cannot concentrate on what I want to write …