the nothing ,anything ,everything thread

[opmania]

This is a thread with no particular

Topic so no one can be off topic 🙂

So if anyone out there has something 

To say about anything you like now

Is your chance

Keep it clean 

And be nice 

See how long that lasts

Can we keep politics and religion out 

Of the conversation 

[ecar3483]

It was cold, wet and windy, this evening, and Donny summed it up well - she came out for breakfast, nuzzled at the food a little, ate a small piece of bread, picked up another piece and then ran back into her house.

It neatly sums up the weather, ha ha.

[ecar3483]

Once upon a time there was a little possum who loved to climb, and would twist and turn and flip, acrobatically, from branch to branch...

🙂

[tasfleur]

[ecar3483]

I think I've covered pretty much everyone except Donny, and she's managed a few mentions, here and there.

She must be getting on for eight or nine months, now.

I think, for her comfort, I'll have to fix up a bridge for her from her breakfast platform over to the big table.

She had to run the gauntlet of her mother, this evening in order to get onto the right bridge.

She walked towards the bridge, which meant towards her mother, every muscle and sinew poised, ready to run flat out at a moment's notice...

Takeaway didn't even look up.

At the last moment, Donny leapt onto the bridge and scampered off along it.

Takeaway didn't even look up, ha ha.

If Nature follows it's course, before the Winter's over, there'll be an addition to the family, and I'll get to see not only how Donny copes with being a mum, but how Takeaway copes with being a grandma.

This could be an interesting year, ahead.

Did I happen to mention Donny's weather report, from a few days ago?

Come out, nuzzle at breakfast, eat a small piece of bread, pick up another piece of bread and go back into the possum house.

And that was before we got the best part of six centimetres of rain, ha ha.in a day.

I went to put their breakfast out, this evening, and was greeted by all three magpies. Baby magpie, of course, was on the rail at about head height - Notice Me! She's like that, ha ha. Mum and Dad magpie were happy to poke around the garden, until I put some food down for them. Back when it was just Mum and Dad visiting, and every evening Mum would take an extra beakful with her when she left, I could understand that they appreciated the end of the day quick snack, but you know, there's times when I think now they're just taking advantage of me, ha ha.

[ecar3483]

About an hour before dawn there was a sudden, and very intense downpour. It lasted for probably not more than five minutes, but was more than enough to completely fail to impress the birds.

There are popular running jokes that go something along the lines of "Coffee comes before coherent", and "I woke up grumpy...", that kind of thing, and this morning was all that and more in terms of putting the birds in a foul, if not fowl, mood.

In the space of about 20 minutes I was bitten, I'd hazard a guess, four times, maybe five.

Putting it into perspective, I might be bitten four times in the space of a month, and that's, on the whole, playful tugging at clothing, or an accidental contact.

But there's no skin broken, and I know there was never the intent for that.

Everything's good.

[ecar3483]

I was sweeping, with a hand brush, and one of the birds asked me what it was.

I showed it the brush, showed it how the brush is used, then put the brush down on the table - here's the brush, if you want to take a closer look...

No. The bird was very certain that No, the brush was not that interesting.

I see...

If you show an interest in it, I might ask you to use it.

That's a domestic chore.

Sorry, but you're a wild bird, and domestication is not for you.

Ha ha, very funny, bird.

I forget that they have a keen sense of humour.

[ecar3483]

I've had the design sitting in a notebook, for years, and I thought I might as well cut out the pieces for a Monkey on a stick toy.

Here's a pic of the pieces laid out to more or less illustrate the basic shape of it.

It's not a small toy; the body, tip of head to tip of tail is about 15 cm. Once I add the dowels, I hate to think how big it'll be. I haven't done the calculations - I can't measure the dowels to suit until the monkey's put together, and I can't put the monkey together until it's painted (well, that's my excuse. Obviously I could loosely fit it all together in it's raw state, but where would the fun be in that? Ha ha).

It's a half made-half made monkey in progress.

Given a few coats of paint, it should come up okay.

I had thought of changing the face shape, a bit, and adding pointy ears, and making a cat, but I didn't think of that until just now, looking at the picture, so that'll have to be the grounds for another project.

Talk about keeping myself busy, ha ha.

Here's an "off the internet" example pic, to help with envisaging what they toy looks like completed, and in a fairly limited sense how it "works".

[282eecb2b518b00a18f5b4fde8ac47aa1461997566]

We had a possum for a short while when I was a child.
Not exactly sure why, may have been rescued.
Dad put it in a rabbit hutch with chicken wire surrounding it, told us kids not to get too close because it would bite.
My sister decided when no one was watching, that she would give it a bit of cheek.
So she stuck her tongue through the chicken wire and proceeded to ner ner ner at the possum.
The possum didn't see the humour in this and latched
onto her tongue with his teeth and would not let go.
Dad came out and somehow prized it off, blood everywhere but not too much damage done fortunately.
She never did that again, the possum disappeared a short while after that anyway. Never did know where.

[tasfleur]

..... and that would give new meaning to the question "the cat got your tongue then?"

[282eecb2b518b00a18f5b4fde8ac47aa1461997566]

The possum got your tongue, never know it might
Catch on. I'll try it out see if it works

" hey ecar, where are ya,?
Possum got your tongue?