Monday, May 1, 2017

more from Mother Goose

There's been a chickadee flapping against our front windows yesterday and again today. I heard a tapping in the spare room and saw him trying to get in. It was so cloudy, it can't be that he was seeing his reflection; still, I headed over to pull down the shade but Dolly was there before me, leaping onto the sill and trying to get him through the glass. I think that scared him off.

Once I saw a little bird
Come hop, hop, hop;
So I cried, "Little bird,
Will you stop, stop, stop?"

And was going to the window
To say, "How do you do?"
But he shook his little tail,
And far away he flew.

-  from Mother Goose


  1. How very apt! :)
    I once had a cat who got so very excited seeing a bird fly past the window that she leapt out the window after it. We were two floors up! I thought she had died as she was so still on the path below but then she raced off in a panic. I eventually found her hiding in a garden a few hundred yards up the road. We took her to the vets and she was kept in for a couple of days. She had broken one of her front legs and a few teeth and had shock. She clumped around with her leg in a plaster for a few weeks and then was fine. I never left that window open again.

    1. Clare, you have so many cat stories! That poor kitty, in shock like that. Once, on a summer night, I had pushed up the glass on my bedroom window and forgot to pull down the screen. Dolly actually sat on that windowsill for TEN MINUTES and did not jump out. I thank God for it whenever I remember it! I guess she was so used to being in the windows? Or it seemed too high to her, even though a first floor? I don't know. (good girl, Dolly)