Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Pheasant eats old cheese biscuits

Your bonus picture today.

The pheasant lives across the road. The crumbled biscuits are rejects from our cheese biscuit box, fallen past their damp-and-limp threshold.

The dispiriting little secret here is that immediately after this picture, the pheasant pushed off. The crumbs don't impress him much. I pleaded with Clare for some tasty oils/fat to sharpen the appeal, but my entreaties have fallen on deaf ears.


Update: this morning its friend (offspring, mate?):

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