Tail feathers and sick

Rats! The cleaning lady found the bit of senior food I hid under the chair. Just as it was getting really niffy and They started wondering about the drains again. Shall have to find a better hiding place. Though if They bought decent cat food and not those senior fishy pouches I wouldn't be so tempted.

Poor poor Fred. Was wondering why we hadn't seen much of him lately and this morning..... Was snoozing in the roses after leaving a big pile of sick in the middle of the living room just where He would tread in it when He came down to make the morning tea. (Senior fish food, cod flavour. And I know I woke Them up as I threw up 'cos made a lot of noise. Taken years to perfect that particular routine. And boy was He cross when he found it.) But back to Fred: Was post-kiwi-vine snoozing when suddenly became aware of something skulking by the fence. Hiding and shuffling along it was in case it was seen. 'Twas Fred! But only half the pheasant it once was. Is moulting - No tail feathers, just a little stump, and dangly feathers everywhere. When it shakes they fall off in all directions. No wonder it hasn't been around. Must make mental note to tell everyone to come look and laugh. (Also remember to try shaking like that myself. Might spread the white fur a little wider.)

There is no understanding the ways of Them. Last night He took a little pile of hard green apples to bed. Why?

Is off to smirk at Fred who is sitting on the chicken pen trying to kid the world he's a chicken and not a beautiful pheasant with glossy plumage and long long tail feathers..