Bush eggs: none. Nest box eggs: none. Feed hopper: quarter full.
I talked to Jack about Steve and Brian sleeping in the nest but he said he had problems of his own with Ella sleeping on the straw directly below him. I asked him what was so wrong about that and told him he should be flattered by her subservience. He said he was flattered but he too suffered poo problems. When I looked totally blank (not something that happens often) he said that he was extremely embarrassed when he had to take a dump, forgot she was there, and heard a wee squawk when he smacked her on the head with a wiffy one. I’m sorry but I find that incredibly funny.
Did you know that people can make remarkable ripping sounds from their backsides – which cause them, the ripper and any audience, such hilarity? So much so that we, as a flock, discussed it and decided to give it a go. But apparently, despite our cloacae being truly remarkable, we cannot replicate this mirth making butt music – sad.
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