Rosie
So, Rosie started a new hobby… Yeah, she recently read a study on how hobbies improve your mental capacity, so she decided to take up birding.
Truth is, she tried a few other things first, like jazzercise, but nothing grabbed her interest quite like birding.
I was a little surprised by this because she is not a birder. No, she is 100{2ac9033caf61aa83cf45584f992fcbdbe657ee6f770037f39c3ded45073822b8} mouser, and we know this because she loves to stalk her toy mouse and carry it around in her mouth, mewling in the middle of the night so everyone knows she is a mighty hunter.
Anyway, she’s been getting to know all of the birds in the neighborhood, and I’ve been tasked with keeping a running list of them.
Interestingly, she’s already identified 12 completely distinct local turkey gangs, and there are even more of them yet to find! Who knew?
When I asked Rosie how she knew so much about turkey sociology, she reminded me that she taught a course in it at Chico State University last fall.
Since we’re on the subject of birding, Tabs was an avid birder, and not only for hobbyist reasons. It was also because he could not help himself… He’d spend hours cacking at the window, staring and cacking, cacking and staring, and when I would remind him of his various appointments, he would just ignore me.
Tabs
Side note: did I ever tell you about the time Tabs was birding and I had to tell Karl Lagerfeld that Tabs was indisposed?
It wasn’t pretty. 😂
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,
Karen
