The old man bird turned up, right on time...
Round the bridges he came and walked straight over the neat little pile of food I'd put out for him, specially, ha ha.
He stopped about half way along the bridge, looked at me and said "Where's the bread? Bread would be good...".
Like Yul Brynner as the King of Siam all he needs to do is clap his hands and the bread appears... ha ha.
Now that he's happy, at least for the moment, I can go about taking care of other things, ha ha...
I put the remainder of the bread down on the big table.
At least in theory it's breakfast for the early arrivers... In theory, ha ha.
"Ooh... Look at all that lovely bread...", he said, and made his way down the ramp to the table...
"So much bread... So much food... I shall sample everything... Hmmm.... Thirsty....".
He headed for the shallow dish at the end of the table and tried to get a beakful of water, unsuccessfully...
We both looked to the big bird bath at the same time...
It's deeper than the shallow dish and only two or three steps away...
I started to say "What about the bird bath..." and he stopped me...
"Hold that thought, count to five, then tell me that thought..." he said...
Okay... Count one to five... "What about the big bird bath...?".
He'd managed to cover the three steps necessary and said "It's okay, I'm already onto it...".
Just another instance of him making it seem like he had the idea first, ha ha.
So the thing to try and remember tomorrow is to put the little pile of food on the bridge, where he'll find it, along with two pieces of bread (better to be safe than sorry, ha ha).
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