Nothing Living In There

OLAHF was nothing loath to climb the shed roof for Myself - In fact was extremely enthusiastic about the whole idea. So enthusiastic that Myself had to call it back down when it galloped up the wrong shed. Once in place We both listened intently to the nesting box but not a single sound did We hear. OLAHF tried the other side but still complete silence apart from a blue tit that sat in the apple tree and positively shrieked at Us with ear-splitting monotony.

After a while We gave up, having come to the conclusion that there is nothing whatsoever living in the nesting box. OLAHF climber a little higher up the roof to have a close look at the swingy thing on top that spins whenever the wind blows. (Is shaped like a fat pig on one end of an arrow and the birds occasionally perch on top for a ride.) Myself thinks this is why OLAHF went up there. (Has little understanding of its own size and weight.) But a minor mishap occurred - Just as it reached up with a hefty paw to pat the pig a gust of wind swung it suddenly round. Caught OLAHF solidly on its rump. Most interesting sound it made too. So did OLAHF as it slipped and slithered down the mossy roof tiles and disappeared into the bushes.

Myself is not sure how it managed to extricate itself as at that very moment remembered an important task indoors that had not been finished.