Thursday, 12 August 2010

Monkey business with a pheasant

Me and my toy Pheasant 
It's been a fairly quiet day at home today, except for a bit of a thunderstorm this afternoon.

The two younger members of the family have been playing on the Wii - I don't really get that. But I DO love playing with my own toys.

You see, I was re-homed once before, but sadly my first family had to give me back because of ill-health (theirs I'm afraid - not mine) so it was back to Crossing Cottage for a brief while before falling on my paws with another new home.

I was very lucky when you think that hundreds of my old running mates are still looking for a first home.

Anyway, I had quite a few toys at my first home and they came with me. My favourites are a monkey and a pheasant. The monkey used to make sort-of Tarzan noises. The pheasant's just really good for throwing and catching. Tends to make people jump if I leave it in the garden, though!!!


Nicola said...

I'm glad you faired well during the thunderstorm. You are certainly braver than me. I'm still hiding under the dining room table now. My family were out during the storm and I was all alone in the kitchen, but I made it through... just about.
Ella, Derby

Patrick said...

I know a song about pheasants.

It goes:
"I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son.
"I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker comes."

I think some old fella called Bill Maynard had a hit with it.
Maybe someone in your house can sing it to you?

Love from Spike,

Winnie said...

Ella: I hope you have recovered now. I had some company during the thunderstorm so I was OK.

Spike: I think you need to get out more.