We finally got snow. There's about two decimetres of it, and since the temperature is at fifteen below zero, it's likely to stay for a while.

I feed the birds.

The other day there was something very odd by the roadside: a helicopter flailing about in the air. I had to slow down so I could see what was going on. It was beating snow from the trees along the road, and more importantly, I suppose: along the power line. I knew they do that, to keep the branches off the cable, but I have never seen it before.

That's a problem they don't have in Scania.
Next winter, we will have to find a new place to feed the birds. Byzans has figured out how to climb the balcony from outside.
Yesterday didn't start well. I expected breakfast at the usual hour, Matte put some down for Byzans, and then she took me into the bathroom. I had to wait until she finished her shower, before I could get out. At that point, Byzans had finished her food.

I didn't get to take my walk either, and I got no comebackin treats. Eventually, Matte took a cage and put me inside it. Then I heard her give Byzans more food!

So, was this the vet? Sometomes vets say you can't have any food. Matte eats anyway, of course.

It turned out I was right. It was the vet, and it was a long trip, as it usually is. The first thing we met on arrival was a big nasty dog, but Matte took me to a different spot without dogs, to wait.

The examination room was nice. There was a window in one end, but the windowsill was too narrow to sit on. I tried the window in the other end instead, but I couldn't look out of it. Before i had found anything else to look out of, the nurse arrived. She actually put a stick up my behind! I told her I don't do that kind of thing, but she didn't listen.

I must have gained rank, because I got two vets this time. They took a very long time to prod my head, my tummy and my tail, and finished by splashing something in my eye. The nurse came back, and splashed some more. The last splash wasn't so bad, I suppose...

It was after that the real humiliation started. The nurse took off the the fur on a part of my tail! Now I have a ridiculous little rat tail, with a tiny tuft at the end. I would have left there and then, if Matte hadn't been holding me. I have told her that I don't like being held, but she forgets sometimes.

The vet prodded some more, and the nurse soaked my tail. Then it sounded like we were finally going home, but no, not until they had put a lamp on my head. It almost didn't fit in the cage. I finally managed to take it off, but Matte put it back as soon as we were home.

I don't know when I will be able to show myself outside. Not with the lamp, that's obvious. The bullfinches won't let me hear the end of it. I wonder what the mice will say about the tail?
I have been wondering what it is that screeches around our house. It sounds like a cat.

Apparently it's a guy like this one!

I have seen it before, but now it seems to be nesting in a tree nearby.
Someone has dropped a considerable amount of grey feathers outside our front door.

1: Birds

Oct. 28th, 2010 09:25 am
The great tits are absolutely shameless. They came and knocked on the window when they thought it was time to put out food for them. They eat like horses! We had a layer of snow for a couple of weeks, and while it lasted, there was literally a flock of them here. Now they are sparser, so I suspect there are some other places to feed.

With the great tits came the blue tits, and soon after, the bullfinches and the tree sparrows. I also saw the jay the other day, and the nuthutch.

It doesn't seem that long since I finally managed to clear away the last of the shells from last winter. But it's very nice to see them flutter about out there. Things happen all the time.
I have plenty of things to post about, really. For example...


They are feeding on the balcony right now (No, not 'feeding on the balcony', actually they're feeding on sunflower seeds).


I'm stuck at an action scene. Nuff said for now.

The new house

Yes, there is one. It's only a kilometre up the road, so moving will be relatively uncomplicated.

Mips the cat

Of course I can talk about Mips, I always can.
I think it's time to start feeding the birds again. A moment ago, there were two great tits on the balcony, and they were knocking at the window. Loudly.


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