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This entry made me smile! Is that Tweety on the first picture?

As much as we love the idea of birds living in our house, I totally agree with you that they are meant to be free. :)

Thank you for sharing this lovely story!

Rattling the Kettle

325 degree oven, 12-14 minutes.

Audubon Ron

I think there is an old proverb that says, “If you catch an injured bird and take care of it and then let it go, if it comes back to you it belongs to you, if it flies off, you never had it to begin with.”


Here is a link for your young Florence Nightingales: http://www.birds.cornell.edu/AllAboutBirds/BirdGuide/American_Robin_dtl.html
Perfect time to get them interested in birding. They can start their life list with the young Robin.
(Does Rattling the Kettle have a wine recommendation to go with those cooking instructions?)

Rattling the Kettle

nthnglsts, I would recommend a light-bodied red wine, perhaps a Montepulciano, which would tend to not overwhelm the delicate flavors of the dish. Remember, you're looking for balance, not necessarily the biggest flavors.

Suburban Kamikaze

Now I am starting to wish we had been feeding him better cat food. Or maybe just a blend of fresh herbs and spices.

I bet Audubon Ron has a good recipe. He loves birds.


Here's a thought. Perhaps he isn't leaving because, oh, I don't know, all the other available cat food in the neighborhood comes with its very own cat sitting placidly by the bowl..waiting? I could launch into a whole metaphor about fundamental pre-teen parenting skills here, but really, right now, I'm thinking Montepulciano? Someone seems a bit too familiar with the whole small bird as an entree section of the book store. That's right, I'm looking at you RTK. LOL! And both of you leave poor Audubon Ron alone! The man has ducks to feed and you can bet he isn't fattening them up with wolverine chow. CAT FOOD! What were you thinking?

Ok, Where Was I?



Cat food. I have seen the enemy and he is ME.

"let alone kill a warthog" left me shaking, silent laughing, and clutching my stomach (which is a bigger job than I like to admit).

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