Noodley
Guest
Lying in bed last night, after a few glasses of wine and a meal out, I was rudely awakened by a knock at the door. Knock, knock...knock, knock. We live in the middle of nowhere and it is rare to get visitors especially 'at night'. I rolled over and saw from the clock that it was 3.30am, but the knocking kept going. "Oh shoot" I thought "it must be something serious" so I crawled from bed and went to the door. I looked through the glass panel but could not see anyone, but the there was a knock at the letter box which is sited a few inches from the bottom of the door. On opening the door I was met by a large crow, pecking at his reflection in the brass letter box. Noisy bugger
He's been hanging about all day.....quite a comical chap, sitting on the Wendy House roof, hopping onto the car, running (I never knew crows could run) across the grass. He is currently sitting in a tree looking at me....
He's been hanging about all day.....quite a comical chap, sitting on the Wendy House roof, hopping onto the car, running (I never knew crows could run) across the grass. He is currently sitting in a tree looking at me....