Monday, September 26, 2005

Caaaaa Ca Ca Ca Ca.

Oh no, not now! One of my pet hawks came back and was in one of the front trees this evening. I heard him right away, although he was so high up I couldn't tell which one it was. I told Mom, "Tell whoever that is to go away. I told all of them weeks ago they had to go away. They can't come back. They'll eat all my little birds!"

So she did. She went right outside and told that hawk he couldn't stay here, and he flew away! That's the kind of mom I have.


  1. williams MOM to the rescue, and William helped!! all us poodins work so hard protectin' our families and wildlife and just everything....we all deserve medals. anybody out there get a medal today????? or a shrimp??? or a plate of tuna juice? umm, i got a hug. that's good too....

  2. Wow your Mom must be the bestest at telling birds what to do. Mostly when my Mom tells us what to do we just look at her, we don't always mind, sometimes we do though, but we aren't birds that may have something to do with it. ~Merlin, Shadow, Ko Ko


Wowee meowee.