Lizzy found her hen Heen comatose at noon yesterday. Or was she acting. Sprinkled water sorted matters fast. Drama queen! Diva! It all proved addictive. Our family has been glued to the backdoor, peeping out, listening for sounds. Just as prima donna took up abode here, nosy neighbours began complaining about extremely loud squawking. Rooster Bobby always wanted space and silence. Gruff old soldier, strong, silent persona. Type that attracts unwanted attention. New bird a rowdy show-off. Today, Le Général is still sitting with his back towards Madame. More backyard politics in store. Stay tuned.
This is so you, it reminded me of your fish! Good job!
ReplyDeleteThat was me, Essaaray
DeleteAnimals make such lovely metaphors for human relationship dynamics. Scathingly funny as always, A!!
ReplyDeleteNice! Yeah, you've developed a distinct style.
ReplyDeleteThanks Paul and Sravanthi
ReplyDeleteBrilliant use of words...especially the title :)
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DeleteWow!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is Karpakam here
ReplyDeleteAwesome finesse !!That dialogue deliverance resonates your style
I am intrigued! Do keep us updated on what happens with general and madame next!
ReplyDeleteNice one, Anna
ReplyDeleteBackyard politics haha. I’m all ears.
ReplyDeleteGreat going Anna! Really smart piece of writing.
ReplyDeleteGood one anna . Soooooo u
ReplyDeleteI Such a fun read! 😄
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