I’ve just found a dead fledgling on the bloc paving underneath the leylandaii hedge.
I know cats like hunting, but I’d be more forgiving if they killed things for food and not just for the sake of it. Worse still is that the wretched cat that’s been hanging around needs to lose weight so it wasn’t hungry. It’ll certainly be losing weight if it comes back again because it’ll be leaving my garden PDQ.
I think the purchase of a water soaker is on the cards.
More likely dropped by a magpie, horrible things they are this time of year. I hate hearing the noise when nests are being raided.
From where it is, I think it’s more likely to have been a cat. Initially I thought it might have fallen out of the nest but, again, its position makes that unlikely and also it did have an injury that looks as though it had been caught.
On the more positive side, I saw the cat, that got dive bombed by the blackbird yesterday, starting its journey across my drive to the back garden. I opened the front door and just stood there …… it took off like a rocket in the opposite direction without my doing anything. 👍 Maybe I should invest in a large cut out photo of myself to stand by the hedge. It would save my dashing out of the patio doors all the time. 😉
Moodyson II (again) has pigeon problems, apparently the buggers are in his loft (no not a pigeon loft) and now his bathroom is infested with flies. So methinks there's a dead pigeon up there. Luckily I'm stuck at work for days, but he's managed to get a lot of the flies out by keeping the window open. He's not fancying going into the loft to retrieve dead pigeons, so it'll have to be a job for pest control and a bill for his landlord.
That has happened to me a couple of times MrM, down to the cat hiding a dead mouse or has died where it can't be got at. Is there a chance their dog has left a little present somewhere in the room? I'm assuming There must be a hole in the ceiling if it's coming from the loft?
Himself has been on a four day jolly, coming back tonight. Unfortunately I only got to do a few of the "Don't do that!" things in his absence.
The snails have had a real shake up. I got the electric hedge cutter out today and gave the two overgrown globe box bushes a real short back and sides. They are quite bald in places. The snails dropped like confetti. There will be protesting cries mind. He snips, I cut.
I cut the lawn so that will meet with approval. Maybe not the destruction of the overgrown corner he was cultivating, but that's life - life for mice, shrews and voles. That corner had become the Killing Fields for Oz & Ruby.
I sorted his wood pile out but I fear what I intended for the tip will be stacked back in the shed.
The crafty devil told me on Tuesday that he was leaving for Worthing on Thursday so I had no chance of getting the heavies in to cut down the tree. I can wait.
Sadly, I found the shells of both eggs from the nest on the ground last week. Wendy had been siting for about 8-9 days. However, they are not to be deterred, and Wendy has been back on the nest several times today calling for Walter, who has been happy to oblige. Where do they get the energy lol!