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Lonely Bird

22 Aug

Birds come in pairs, along with it, a spare. We have Fat Bird and the pair, Bird 1 and Bird 2, visiting us daily plus some other little ones.

Because they are a pair, Bird 1 and Bird 2 feels that Bird 3 who tags along with them is a third wheel and most times, they bully the poor fella. This behavior is most evident when jostling for food at the garden. They wouldn’t give it a chance to eat, so poor Bird 3 is always left hungry.

One evening, it was raining and we spotted Bird 3, sitting sadly on the tree, braving the rain. We anticipated it was waiting for a chance to come down to the ground to eat as Bird 1 and Bird 2 was nowhere to be seen.

Luckily when the rain subsided, Bird 3 descended onto the garden and managed to eat to its heart’s content. Thank goodness otherwise if the pair showed up, the opportunity would be gone and poor Bird 3 would be left starving again.

Can you see Bird 3?

Maybe you can see Bird 3 now

Fat Bird, Part 3

21 Aug

While we appreciate Fat Bird and the pair of birds visiting our home, there’s another Fat Bird that we appreciate more. Specifically, it’s a Sauvignon Blanc from the Marlborough region in New Zealand.

Lovely wine. Highly recommended!
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Fat Bird, Part 2

18 Aug

Talk about having no fear. While Fat Bird is wary of us, the pair of friendly birds, Bird 1 and Bird 2 are just so daring! On Monday evening, they casually sauntered onto the garden terrace and right into the house!

Yes, into the house without hesitation or fear. Walked right in as if they do this all the time to explore the house in all directions, towards the dining area and the living room. 

They even came right up to my carving area. I sat quietly to admire their head bobbing and funny walk, mesmerized by their bravery at the same time.

Then suddenly they realized they were ‘lost’, they panicked and tried to fly away. In their frantic flapping, they knocked themselves against the windows that were closed. Silly birds.

Hubby managed to catch them, one by one and gently set them into the garden again.

Thank goodness, no injury to the pair. Phew. I hope this spooked experience won’t make them stay away from the garden and us. We shall see the next few days.

Fat Bird

17 Aug

Nature is wonderful. Everyday hubby feeds the visiting birds and they have become so tame and friendly, they are not afraid when we are close to them physically.

There’s two birds, a pair that will come close within a foot of us and sometimes just plop themselves down on the garden, waiting to be fed. Hubby then throws bird seeds onto the garden and Bird 1 and Bird 2 would peck away happily without fear.

Then there’s this one bird and we call him ‘Fat Bird’ because well, he’s fat.

Fat Bird is a little wary and does not come as close but still, friendly enough for us to appreciate him.

He would pave the wall back and forth when it’s time to eat. There was one evening we were having dinner and there he was, pacing the wall as if asking us, ‘Hey, Where’s my dinner?’

He’s rather entertaining. And fat.

Our Silly Pet

8 Aug

We have a new neighbor on our street and they have two Labradors. Several days ago, M2 overheard the owners, walking the dogs, calling out one of the dogs by its name, “Fishball” and she thought it was rather cute.

She then suggested that we should change official pet number one’s name from “Rooney” to “Beefball”, similar to the neighbor’s because it’s rather cute. After all, “Rooney” is such a boring name and we’re not even football fans!

Fast forward to a typical night at home…

After the usual after-dinner routine – coming out to the garden to play and having his snacks, it was time for Rooney to go back. So I called him by his actual name and he didn’t budge even with a snack bribe.

So I tried another tactic…

I called him “Beefball” and he moved! Walked right towards me. We sure have one silly pet who does not know his own name sometimes or most times!

A Tragic Mishap

31 Jul

It was a Friday evening and we got home early. We were just chilling at home, waiting for the evening rush-hour traffic to disperse before we went out for dinner. And Pablo gave us another fright!

Hubby had removed the driftwood and pot several days ago, and replaced it with a mini bridge. And the feisty fella has been constantly moving/pushing/lifting the new bridge around because it must be quite light for him. Or he hates it, I don’t know.

Unfortunately, this show of muscle strength resulted in Pablo breaking off a pincer on that Friday night! Ouch.

Looking back, I think the ordeal must have been too painful for he was writhing around and we didn’t realize the severity. We were hoping it wouldn’t be so tragic; after all, crayfishes do lose limbs during battles especially within a community and survived. You could say he was in a battle here, with the mini bridge.

The poor fella looked off balance and disoriented. Little did we know, two hours later, we came home from dinner and Pablo Sanchez Rodriguez, our feisty crayfish was gone. Motionless with glazed eyes. Gone to pet heaven.

What a tragic mishap! It didn’t have to come down to this. I don’t know what to say… Sniffle…

Pablo was buried in the garden that night.

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Crouching Crayfish, Hidden Crayfish

13 Jul

I don’t know what’s with Pablo these days as he’s doing a crouching crayfish, hidden crayfish act. Everyday when I peek at him, he’s either crouching under the driftwood or hiding beneath it. Don’t be deceived by the picture as if he’s crushed underneath; he has cleverly removed the pebbles and chilling in a tight spot literally.

Doesn’t he get a backache in that position all the time? What about boredom being in that spot unmoving? Maybe he’s plotting another escape…

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Sex in the Garden

6 Jun

This morning when I was at the kitchen, I spotted Sammy and Lefty in the garden. They quickly scurried behind the bushes but not in time for me to see one trying to hump the other. Sex in the garden… Heaven forbids!

I hope this will not result in babies because these squirrels poop everywhere – in the garden, in front of the house and even at the car porch. And babies will mean we have to take care of them! We have enough on our hands taking care of all our pets plus the birds that come on a daily basis for breakfast and dinner.

Sammy once tried to go inside Rooney’s cage just to rile him up. Mean. So if I see them trying to be kinky, I will definitely break up their little tryst.

Pablo Had Us Worried

5 Jun

The past few days, Pablo had us so worried. He seemed disconnected and hid in the pot all the time. Does not even flare his pincers whenever I check on him, just curls deeper into the back timidly.

We weren’t sure if he was preparing to moult but he looked weakened without eating anything for days. Possible hunger strike?

We had to do something. So last night, hubby decided to remove the pot and put the driftwood back, positioning it carefully so that that we can still have a clear view (in fact, better than the last time) and Pablo can still dig his trench. Immediately, Pablo’s behavior changed!

Thank goodness, he even managed to catch a prawn and gobbled it up and soon was back to his old feisty self. Phew! I think he missed the driftwood. His security blanket of sorts.

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Pablo is Not Happy

25 May

The past few days, the crustacean in the house is definitely not happy. Every time when I walk pass the little aquarium, the sullen fella is hiding beneath the driftwood from clear sight. Hubby’s also not happy that we cannot see Pablo, so he removed the wood and put back the pot cave, hoping with a less crowded aquarium, we can see him and vice versa.

And what does Pablo do? He digs a little trench beneath the pot and hides there from clear sight as well. Yesterday morning, I saw him inside the pot but head facing inside. We don’t know what he is sulking about, probably thinking of his freedom that time when he escaped.

He is not happy.