Posted by on Jun 27, 2020 | 10 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THERE HE/SHE IS (I mean, is there a way to  tell?) ABOUT  TO PIG OUT! I think his/her fan belt  is slipping…

Well, at this time of year our turtledoves are cooing and warbling and coming down to dine  out on the terrace where mama puts out 7-grain crackers!  I think they are singing but in a  different dovey down home way…only other tourterelles can understand them.

Next thing you know, they’ll want paté!

Or a little slice of Brie…

Spoiled rotten, I call them.

But I steer clear of those birdies.  They look dumb but trust me, they are fiendish feather fluffers!  When there is a third intruder as our couple are feasting, it’s curtains for that guy.  I think there is definitely a pecking order, haha.

 

 

 

 

 

 

What is he/she thinking? Maybe wants a  better kind of cracker, the little turkey!

Have to go help mama make their canapés.

When they start coming in the open door to the kitchen, and they are capable of that, I’m outta here.

Probably helping themselves to a little vino…

HAH, now he’s/she’s peckin’ away.  Maybe I’ll watch from here just to make sure they don’t attack mama’s hors d’oeuvre-making.