Its getting on eh. Xmas is almost upon us. Myriads of stuff to do, and here we are, short handed. The soup kitchen is laid up for a few days, and none of, well hardly any tweety birds have their gullets stuffed as is per usual. U know, a twitter at the window being a command from on high, and we interrupt whatever is happening to Feed the blighters.
As well, we have a new thingo in the bird bath. Its a solar powered pump/sprayer, and its been tweaked so as not to empty the birdbath too quickly. The idea being that the spray is directed upwards, and down into the reservoir. Its going well, doesn’t appear to make a lot of noise, and no doubt the little feathered lot will get used to it.

the hunneybun grizzled about the distinct lack of pressies for her verygoodself under the xmas tree. Upon wheretherefore, the Billisaurus got one that dwarfs the rest of them, and stuck it in the middle of the walkway. It hastily got moved to a more inconspicuous spot..well, maybe out the footpath traffics way. She also grizzled about the popularity, perceived or no, of the Billisaurus, who has been leaned on to put all the little knicky knacky noos that came his way from his cleaning job workplace, under the selfsame xmas tree. Sigh, so all the chocolate is well on the way to being melted with the temperatures currently prevailing. Still taste just as good but. The pressies that went back were promptly unwrapped….but the Billisaurus hasn’t been allowed that luxury. Sigh!

Ever see a fairy possum before? Check out the top of the tree..theres another plant or two that dont appear, keeping them alive has upped the priority to one of a higher calling, and now sit where thay can be seen and watered here and there. The Billisaurusses share of goodies has dropped somewhat lately, it was around ninety percent before the weekend, and now hovvers around fifty. The honeybun will no doubt dispute those figures, and argue that quality should rate a bit higher than the sheer volume and number.
Rock on Christmas!