1. stellatree says

    You see such a great variety of birds, I’m jealous! I miss hearing mourning doves. They don’t seem to like urban living, or maybe it’s just Oakland.

  2. says

    Oh, I miss Mourning Doves so when they aren’t here. They are back this year after a long absence. I don’t know for sure if they can breed, but the Collared doves moved in, and they are very aggressive, and they spend a lot of time pursuing the Mourning Doves. Whether that’s fighting or fucking, I don’t know. This year, it’s good to see the Mourning Doves shove the Collared doves right back.

  3. blf says

    Oh great, this rat-powered-puppetry is moving into the “I dunno” territory, next step, “I invented it”, then horses, and finally the dreadful peas. (And no cheese, as the mildly deranged penguin points out.) Hence, we’ll soon be seeing a crocoduck calvary flinging peas… (And no cheese, as the mildly deranged penguin points out.)

  4. kestrel says

    @blf: sorry to say, the mildly deranged penguin is wrong, for Lo! Wherever I am, there be cheese. For I am a Cheesemaker, and therefore blessèd.

  5. blf says

    The mildly deranged penguin groans and wingbeaks (almost stabbing herself in the eye with some cheese). Cheese is not “made”. It’s grown, or hunted, or in some cases, fished or mined. One famous variety can only be found on yeti antlers, which is quite impressive as yeti’s don’t have antlers. (It is a bit rare.)

    Making cheeses! Another symptom of the evil equine empire’s Noxious Horse Ordure, she says, energetically waving another cheese around and almost getting the other eye.

    Some cheeses do need to be tamed, wrangled, or in some cases, nailed to the floor. And various other steps, sometimes, too. For instance, blessing with a battleaxe, which requires great skill to avoid the nails.

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