Do you know what your beloveds get up to when you're away from home? Well, she gets up to many strange things, of this I am sure! She makes Salami out of chocolate.. not for me, I hasten to add for birds and dogs should not eat this as it is poisonous for us.. no, it is for Master Engineer, aka David, who has given Constance's WW a new pair of legs.
She has also been watching a mouse! I am pretty sure it is the thieving pincher who stole her amber earring. This, Dear Readers, is what went on last night, I would not have approved of such goings on but seeing as I am incarcerated in prison.. aka the aviary.. I had only to listen and hear about these games second hand when she called my prison this afternoon.
The mess in our home is still that! Dreadful, the only place she can actually sit is on the lavatory, for no chairs are accesssible in our sitting room and you don't really sit in bed, do you? She has been known to perch on the sink in the kitchen, in fact, that is our favourite spot to have supper, I KNOW, we are pretty weird but we don't inflict our dottiness on you lot so just settle down, keep on reading and thank your lucky stars you haven't got Richard working in your home!
Talk about slow.. there's been 'noise' coming from the bathroom since eleven o'clock this morning but upon inspection, he has just left, the only thing that she can see he has actually done is put up two pieces of plyboard to tank in the big open space where one of the header tanks used to be.
Where was I? Oh, yes, the games at home. Last night, instead of doing a late trip to B&Q to get some building supplies, she did a little sorting out of one side of the piled up chaos in the sitting room.
And found, to her great happiness, a beautiful pair of glass vases that she bought twenty five years ago! They're still in their original boxes and have never seen the light of day! She bought them to give as a wedding present for a friend who, two weeks before the wedding, called it off and went back to live in Australia.
There's not much she can do in the way of tidying up and putting away until the storage spaces are done and she isn't going to do them until all the other peoples' work is finished.
Having spread new plastic sheeting and brand new dust sheets over the clean carpet, she sorted out the mess that the guys had left in the bathroom and put all their tools into the bottom of the boiler cupboard. She also rounded up the so-called missing extention cords and the powerful torch light, this had been hung on the inside of the sitting room door, no wonder it had been 'lost'!
Hungry.. yum.. early supper time? And what was on the menu? Ah, a particular favourite supper of ours, griddled fish with greens.. ooh.. we just LOVE our greens. The Americans call them Collards, they're part of the cabbage family and INCREDIBLY good for you!
Having cooked and eaten this, she changed into pj's and went off to bed at a reasonable hour. Our television is misbehaving, some nights all the channels work perfectly but last night the reception was completely out of sync on most of the channels, so she muted the sound and read the evening paper.
It was whilst she was reading the paper that, over the top of the page, she saw 'something' on the curtain, as she wears glasses for watching tv, she pushed them down onto her nose from the top of her head and saw.. to her utter amazement.. a very small mouse with an extremely long tail climbing up the curtain.
'What do you think you're doing up there' she shouted at this tiny person who was certainly two metres up the curtain by then. No response came from this naughty mouse and she watched in fascination as he carefully traversed across the curtain and then leapt and landed on top of the cupboard by the window!
So that's how they get up there! When she did a major clean-up the day before I went to the aviary, she found a stash of uneaten monkey nuts. He was now obviously hungry, for I have now been away for nine days and she has removed my food and water bowls so life must have been a bit grim for this small person.
She sat straight up and could just see his little brown figure hunting for his stash.. but alas and alack, no stash was there to be found, for she had removed everything and sprayed the cupboard top with a mix of water, vinegar and peppermint (mice don't like the smell of peppermint), and sure enough, he realised that someone had been interfered with his store cupboard, came back to the edge of the cupboard, jumped onto the top of the pelmet and abseiled down the curtain!
That, she thought, was the end of it.. but no. For about five minutes later, who should appear up on the end of her bed? None other than this small brown person himself! She threw a small pillow at him which bounced past him and he shot off, only to reappear about five minutes later climbing up the tv flex and onto our bedside table.
She switched on the very powerful flexible bedlight and pointed it at him and then realised something sad but truly remarkable, he was blind. For no sighted animal would have been able to stand the intensity of this light and when she moved towards him, he continued on his journey, he didn't see her.
She nudged him with a pen and he shot off the table and onto the floor and under the bed. She then went into the kitchen, took an old ladle from the utensil drawer, got an empty wastepaper bin and went back to sit on her bed and waited and sure enough, he reappeared.
But this time, instead of climbing up the window curtains, he started climbing the curtain which hangs infont of my night-house.. aka cage. He obviously knew where he was going, blindness was no handicap to this mouse and he had thought he should go and check to see if my cage and yumyum were back.
She slid off the bed and taking the ladle and the bin, she tiptoed up behind him and putting the bin just below him, she pushed him off the curtain with the ladle and he dropped into the bin. She put the bin into the bath whilst she pulled on some clothes. Then taking some of my seeds and putting them into the bin with the mouse, she took the house keys, the electronic card key to the gardens and went across the road into the gardens.
A passerby would have thought her completely off her rocker.. luckily, there was no one about to see this escapade! She walked up to the gardener's shed and finding an upturned wheelbarrow, she said "goodbye mouse, please don't come back" and tipped him gently onto the ground under the barrow with the seeds.
He had to go for he had no fear of her smell. It is bad enough having a parrot on your head.. however, mice on the bed.. that's a no-no. But at least now know who nicked my nuts!
GeeGee Parrot.
November 5th, 2015.
Post Script: It's an extremely wet evening to "remember, remember the Fifth of November!"
She has also been watching a mouse! I am pretty sure it is the thieving pincher who stole her amber earring. This, Dear Readers, is what went on last night, I would not have approved of such goings on but seeing as I am incarcerated in prison.. aka the aviary.. I had only to listen and hear about these games second hand when she called my prison this afternoon.
The mess in our home is still that! Dreadful, the only place she can actually sit is on the lavatory, for no chairs are accesssible in our sitting room and you don't really sit in bed, do you? She has been known to perch on the sink in the kitchen, in fact, that is our favourite spot to have supper, I KNOW, we are pretty weird but we don't inflict our dottiness on you lot so just settle down, keep on reading and thank your lucky stars you haven't got Richard working in your home!
Talk about slow.. there's been 'noise' coming from the bathroom since eleven o'clock this morning but upon inspection, he has just left, the only thing that she can see he has actually done is put up two pieces of plyboard to tank in the big open space where one of the header tanks used to be.
Where was I? Oh, yes, the games at home. Last night, instead of doing a late trip to B&Q to get some building supplies, she did a little sorting out of one side of the piled up chaos in the sitting room.
And found, to her great happiness, a beautiful pair of glass vases that she bought twenty five years ago! They're still in their original boxes and have never seen the light of day! She bought them to give as a wedding present for a friend who, two weeks before the wedding, called it off and went back to live in Australia.
There's not much she can do in the way of tidying up and putting away until the storage spaces are done and she isn't going to do them until all the other peoples' work is finished.
Having spread new plastic sheeting and brand new dust sheets over the clean carpet, she sorted out the mess that the guys had left in the bathroom and put all their tools into the bottom of the boiler cupboard. She also rounded up the so-called missing extention cords and the powerful torch light, this had been hung on the inside of the sitting room door, no wonder it had been 'lost'!
Hungry.. yum.. early supper time? And what was on the menu? Ah, a particular favourite supper of ours, griddled fish with greens.. ooh.. we just LOVE our greens. The Americans call them Collards, they're part of the cabbage family and INCREDIBLY good for you!
Having cooked and eaten this, she changed into pj's and went off to bed at a reasonable hour. Our television is misbehaving, some nights all the channels work perfectly but last night the reception was completely out of sync on most of the channels, so she muted the sound and read the evening paper.
It was whilst she was reading the paper that, over the top of the page, she saw 'something' on the curtain, as she wears glasses for watching tv, she pushed them down onto her nose from the top of her head and saw.. to her utter amazement.. a very small mouse with an extremely long tail climbing up the curtain.
'What do you think you're doing up there' she shouted at this tiny person who was certainly two metres up the curtain by then. No response came from this naughty mouse and she watched in fascination as he carefully traversed across the curtain and then leapt and landed on top of the cupboard by the window!
So that's how they get up there! When she did a major clean-up the day before I went to the aviary, she found a stash of uneaten monkey nuts. He was now obviously hungry, for I have now been away for nine days and she has removed my food and water bowls so life must have been a bit grim for this small person.
She sat straight up and could just see his little brown figure hunting for his stash.. but alas and alack, no stash was there to be found, for she had removed everything and sprayed the cupboard top with a mix of water, vinegar and peppermint (mice don't like the smell of peppermint), and sure enough, he realised that someone had been interfered with his store cupboard, came back to the edge of the cupboard, jumped onto the top of the pelmet and abseiled down the curtain!
That, she thought, was the end of it.. but no. For about five minutes later, who should appear up on the end of her bed? None other than this small brown person himself! She threw a small pillow at him which bounced past him and he shot off, only to reappear about five minutes later climbing up the tv flex and onto our bedside table.
She switched on the very powerful flexible bedlight and pointed it at him and then realised something sad but truly remarkable, he was blind. For no sighted animal would have been able to stand the intensity of this light and when she moved towards him, he continued on his journey, he didn't see her.
She nudged him with a pen and he shot off the table and onto the floor and under the bed. She then went into the kitchen, took an old ladle from the utensil drawer, got an empty wastepaper bin and went back to sit on her bed and waited and sure enough, he reappeared.
But this time, instead of climbing up the window curtains, he started climbing the curtain which hangs infont of my night-house.. aka cage. He obviously knew where he was going, blindness was no handicap to this mouse and he had thought he should go and check to see if my cage and yumyum were back.
She slid off the bed and taking the ladle and the bin, she tiptoed up behind him and putting the bin just below him, she pushed him off the curtain with the ladle and he dropped into the bin. She put the bin into the bath whilst she pulled on some clothes. Then taking some of my seeds and putting them into the bin with the mouse, she took the house keys, the electronic card key to the gardens and went across the road into the gardens.
A passerby would have thought her completely off her rocker.. luckily, there was no one about to see this escapade! She walked up to the gardener's shed and finding an upturned wheelbarrow, she said "goodbye mouse, please don't come back" and tipped him gently onto the ground under the barrow with the seeds.
He had to go for he had no fear of her smell. It is bad enough having a parrot on your head.. however, mice on the bed.. that's a no-no. But at least now know who nicked my nuts!
GeeGee Parrot.
November 5th, 2015.
Post Script: It's an extremely wet evening to "remember, remember the Fifth of November!"
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