Satisfied I got up in the Tiny Russian Village…

My alarm clock in TRV…

My monkey bird as I call it sat at the window this morning at 2:30 a.m. and chirped until it heard me grumble and growl. It is pretty cool, it tries to look in the window and see what it can see. It chirps, then turns it head and listens, Then does it again until I tell it to shut up…

I went outside with my cup of coffee and watched the sun come up. Little sparrow or monkey bird, sat in the tree above me, very content and eating bugs. Bugs are slow in the cool air and monkey bird knows this and it said, “Remember the early bird gets the worm!”

I said, “Well I am not a bird!”

“Close enough, close enough”, said the monkey bird between mouthfuls, “yum yum yum”…

Regardless, Monkey Bird was happy and content that it did its job and it seems to have no other desire than to get me up in the morning and stir up trouble. Trouble that I stir up means more bugs flying around and that to Monkey Bird is a good thing. Which, since a sparrow feeds its babies bugs? That is a even better thing for the sparrows…

I then went to the backyard and checked on Mr. and Mrs. Birdbrain. They just got the second bunch of birdbrains out of the nest and are discussing the possibility of a third nest full. I told them to get a room at the local hotel and leave me out of it… 😉

The birdbrains, wagtails, are very territorial and tolerate me, but no one else. I am also seeing that monkey birds, sparrows, are also territorial…

Both birds in the yard dislike hooligans and they make that clear to all…

Good parents and yet when the little ones are flying and gone? It is on to another nest full and continues until the summer is done. It is amazing to watch…

Then I again found, The Fox and the Hound!”

They were comfortable with each other. They were friends…

They were standing at our back gate and looking into the yard. As if they were deciding something. I growled at them and told them that the yard is off limits. They decided that maybe, there was better places to be?

Typical morning at the Tiny Russian Village…

WtR

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.