Bird Raves and The Buzzard Part Two

I have named him Harry, don’t ask me why. He just looks like a Harry, less of a Henrietta or Helen.

Whenever we drive by, he is perched on the wall (of the M1 Motorway) posing. I notice everyone in their cars stop, to say hello.

He must be thinking – Look at me, aren’t I gorgeous? And, my goodness, but, yes, he is.

Apparently, they are rare in Ireland but the government has begun a re-wilding and conservation project which is proving successful ( I need a bit of re wilding myself come to think of it. )

They were extinct one hundred years ago in Ireland due to hunting and they are now fully protected here.

Buzz (my dog) isn’t sure of the Buzzard. I thought they would get on seeing as they have similar names. Buzz & Finn can smell all the neighbourhood Deliveroo he is getting and are most likely very curious and jealous.

One day I noticed he was eating raw chicken. Somebody had fed him half a raw chicken and he was in seventh heaven.

I can’t see him going anywhere soon. Why would he? When he has free Deliveroo every day and is a celebrity feathered visitor . I may get him a phone for his Deliveroo order to give him a buzz .

 

Stay fab

Adele

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