Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Spurned By Avians, Shunned By Acrobatic Rodents

This is the Luxury Bird Feeder Girly of Whirly and I purchased last weekend to help all the neighbourhood wildlife eke out the misery over Christmas.

That’s right — half a coconut shell packed with compacted Alpen two years past its sell-by date.

To be honest, we might as well have stuffed a load of polystyrene packing blobbules in a Nazi stormtrooper’s helmet and hung it up on a gallows.

Not a peck, not a scratch, not a chip of squirrel machete.

All my base are belong to Sweet Fanny Adams, it seems.


Dave King said...

You and we together, it seems. No different here.
Have a great Christmas!- even if the birds cannot.

Jinksy said...

Thinks- how are the birds meant to get to the feast's vertical plane? Can't see any footholds - maybe it should have been supplied with avian crampons...

Sarah Laurenson said...

"avian crampons"

OMG I'm picturing that. LOL

fairyhedgehog said...

I daren't put food out for the birds - we try to discourage them. Otherwise we're just setting up fast food for Bonnie.

Old Kitty said...

Maybe they prefer Honey Nut Cheerios instead?

:-) Take care

Whirlochre said...

Truly, 'tis a wasteland here at the moment.

But that's life after the X Factor.

The evolutionary instruction manual for birds is so at odds with that of the species hurling it bread at random I'm surprised lizards or insects don't rule the roost, let alone chickens.

But yes, avian crampons is good...

Yule Hog
Sadly for Geoff's mauling reputation, they queue up to mock...

Old Kitty
I wouldn't put it past them, the devious buggers.