Rocket's Rules - BUT DO NOT OVERDO IT

Ah. Overdid the potato peelings. She was a tad annoyed when She found the scabby bits I had left under the kitchen cupboard but that was nothing compared to Her feelings when She found the rest of them on Her duvet. I went and sat on the conservatory roof out of harm's way. He was inside having His breakfast and didn't notice Me until I patted the glass and called to Him. When He looked up He laughed. Why? All I was doing was sitting on the glass. But we had a good game of Pat-The-Other-One-Through-The-Glass until His arms got tired.

Stayed there a while longer and watched the birds. No magpies today (Why not?) but there were 2 male pheasants there. The smaller very beautiful one with grey wings came in but stopped, looked around, took a few more steps, stopped, looked. . . . . Obviously something was troubling him. And then the Something erupted from the plants by the greenhouse. Very big, very fluffed up and very threatening. The smaller made a half-hearted attempt at puffing itself up too but then thought Blow this! and flew away.

I wonder what pheasant tastes like?