Ominous and Underfoot

All is very very quiet chez TB. Is that ominous? And for whom?

The Fredettes are proving as much a pain as all the rest of their family was. One keeps peering in through the kitchen window. Make me jump every time. A truly ghastly sight.

They also race up to Him every morning, full of joy and happiness as they adore wild bird food mixed with a few chicken pellets. Yesterday one got underfoot in the dark and both it and the pot of bird food went flying. I know He swore and dropped the pot but what exactly happened to the F/ette am not entirely sure. But it suddenly erupted upwards. And had fewer tail feathers later on.