The Noise Was Not My Fault

Those new baby bantams are going to be a Real Pain. Noisy at the best of times but the shouting and yelling if Myself goes anywhere near has to be heard to be believed. Yesterday for example Myself was sitting in the long grass, hoping a mouse would wander by as breakfast had been all meat and no jelly and thoroughly disappointing, when one of the BB's saw Me and bellowed, closely followed by a loud chorus from them all. The neighbours came rushing out and thought Myself was the cause of the upset and were Quite Cross. Most Unfair. (Had a close inspection the day before and they are scrawny little things, all beak and claw and very flappy. Not worth the bother of catching. Even when breakfast is as bad as yesterday's.)