Gone to the Birds at Miss Melanie's Tea Room
I don't know what to think of Miss M. these days. I have been her constant companion, being cute and playful at her beck and call! And this is the thanks I get!
Wasn't I the one who braved the scorching sun to sit by her side when she planted the flower bed in front of the sign? (Okay, so technically I was under the porch, in the shade napping but that's beside the fact!) Wasn't I the one who volunteered to sample her chicken when it was done baking? (Taste testing is a full time occupation of mine!) Wasn't I the one who helped proof her latest e-mail? (Yes, sitting in her lap chasing the cursor on the screen is a form of editing!)
She is right now, throwing scraps of bread from her infamous cucumber tea sandwiches to the Cardinal and his bride in the back yard. She spends time on the porch watching them swoop down to get a quick bite, her face covered with a huge grin, delighted by the fact that they showed up in the yard. Well of course they are going to show up for a free hand out! She used to smile at me that way! Doesn't she know how they have tormented me!
I have spent most of the Spring stalking the Cardinal, ever so close to catching him, patiently waiting for him to look the other way. I have run up the curly willow tree dozens of times, so close, so close that feathers were flying! And what does Miss M. do? Tell me to stop scaring the birds!
Well, I showed her! I took my hunting trophy, a squirrel tail that she rejected with disgust on her face, and I kicked that squirrel tail all over the yard, over and over again. Then I glared at her! I was angry and what was she doing? Laughing at me!
The Cardinal has cleverly placed his nest, once again- doesn't he ever do anything original?- in the holly tree which is about 25 feet high and very dense. In the Spring, the bumble bees gather nectar from it's white blossoms, so if I try to disturb the nest, I will end up stung on the nose. Once is all it took for me to learn that lesson!
I have even tried to stealthily scale the car port roof to have a better vantage point of the holly tree to no avail. They have nested deep in the middle. I have fallen off the roof one to many times to know that I am no Maguiver!
Well, aren't they cute! They are back again for another free hand out! Miss M. is delighted, as usual! I will have to think of something clever to get her attention. Hey, it's all in a days work for me around here. I think I will go claw her wicker chair and see if she doesn't yell at me to stop.
And That's My View From The Porch of Miss Melanie's Tea Room,
Lilly, the Official Tea Room Porch Kitty
Wasn't I the one who braved the scorching sun to sit by her side when she planted the flower bed in front of the sign? (Okay, so technically I was under the porch, in the shade napping but that's beside the fact!) Wasn't I the one who volunteered to sample her chicken when it was done baking? (Taste testing is a full time occupation of mine!) Wasn't I the one who helped proof her latest e-mail? (Yes, sitting in her lap chasing the cursor on the screen is a form of editing!)
She is right now, throwing scraps of bread from her infamous cucumber tea sandwiches to the Cardinal and his bride in the back yard. She spends time on the porch watching them swoop down to get a quick bite, her face covered with a huge grin, delighted by the fact that they showed up in the yard. Well of course they are going to show up for a free hand out! She used to smile at me that way! Doesn't she know how they have tormented me!
I have spent most of the Spring stalking the Cardinal, ever so close to catching him, patiently waiting for him to look the other way. I have run up the curly willow tree dozens of times, so close, so close that feathers were flying! And what does Miss M. do? Tell me to stop scaring the birds!
Well, I showed her! I took my hunting trophy, a squirrel tail that she rejected with disgust on her face, and I kicked that squirrel tail all over the yard, over and over again. Then I glared at her! I was angry and what was she doing? Laughing at me!
The Cardinal has cleverly placed his nest, once again- doesn't he ever do anything original?- in the holly tree which is about 25 feet high and very dense. In the Spring, the bumble bees gather nectar from it's white blossoms, so if I try to disturb the nest, I will end up stung on the nose. Once is all it took for me to learn that lesson!
I have even tried to stealthily scale the car port roof to have a better vantage point of the holly tree to no avail. They have nested deep in the middle. I have fallen off the roof one to many times to know that I am no Maguiver!
Well, aren't they cute! They are back again for another free hand out! Miss M. is delighted, as usual! I will have to think of something clever to get her attention. Hey, it's all in a days work for me around here. I think I will go claw her wicker chair and see if she doesn't yell at me to stop.
And That's My View From The Porch of Miss Melanie's Tea Room,
Lilly, the Official Tea Room Porch Kitty
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