Puddings & Toyboys
A blog about my beautiful budgies.
Wild grass x 4
1 June 2014
Posted by on Since I last reported on the delivery of May Day wild grass, there have been a further four deliveries!
One of these deliveries coincided with the Spring Bank Holiday (26th May), continuing with the theme of eating wild, seeded grass on a bank holiday. Unbeknownst to my little grass-addicted darlings, I have frozen some in the hope of defrosting for future bank holidays, particularly those that will, in normal seasonal circumstances, be grass-free.
The first of these parcels was addressed to Dr Bezukhov (I am not sure when he got his doctorate…) The second parcel was addressed to Cagney & was from the very generous Sharing Sausages, Ian & Marshall. The third parcel was for ‘Reverend Phineas‘ – also from Ian & Marshall. I was a little taken aback by Phinny’s new status. It suggested he had become ‘holy’ which is probably why I was surprised. However, the following parcel was also addressed to Phineas but had reverted to a simple ‘Mr’. I can only assume the previous title of ‘Reverend’ was the result of a slip of budgie claw on a keyboard.
- First delivery
- First bunch of grass
- Second delivery
- Second bunch of grass
- Bank holiday delivery
- Bank holiday bunch of grass
- Fourth delivery
- Fourth bunch of grass
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Nevertheless, however the parcels have been addressed, the deliveries have been thoroughly appreciated & enjoyed. 🙂
Here is Bezukhov indulging in grass served up by Tweety-Pie:
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Here are Cagney & Phineas munching away:
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Thank you, rosebudgie & the Sharing Sausages!
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No, I think the ‘Mr’ was the budgie claw slipping. The sausages would be so pleased to see Bezukhov looking so good if they could be bothered to watch the computer.
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No doubt the sausages are too busy eating their own grass to watch the computer. 🙂
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You know those sausages well!
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Spoilt, just spoilt 😀
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I have to blame rosebudgie for sending all the grass! 😀
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And I’m going to blame whoever organises the weather for giving us all the rain and mildness which has resulted in the best grass year ever!
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Oooh, my flock want me to ask how one grows it! Is it forgiving? My lot might fall over in joy if I managed to nurse a plant to the point where I could give it to them, haha. What a wonderful surprise for your boys!
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If you have a garden I would imagine you could just let a section of the lawn grow & hope some of the grass produces seeds. I have tried to grow it indoors but with no success. It’s such a lovely, natural food for them.
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I’m very lucky that where I work is pretty much countryside, with great swathes of grass not polluted by traffic or pesticides … budgie heaven, really!
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