I’ve been put in charge of the order in which the birds visit the bird bath. It’s not an easy job especially on a humid day. I gotta lie here in wait and give any birds what-for when it’s not their turn.
The Willy Wag tails get first dibs cause they’re quick. Then those massive butcher birds are next – they scare the beejesus out of me, with all that wobbly red stuff under their chin. It reminds me of the ginger-servant’s belly when he runs.
Then the little pale warbler type birds rock up, they’re tiny little things and hardly a morsel, eh hum i mean cute tiny little things. Sometimes a magpie visits then last of all there’s the doves cause they’re thick and slow.
Anyways, I’m here to restore the order of things…See it’s not what you think!