Felicitations again mon cherest ami and how are tou this tres desert solrise matin. Ah bon. Oh well the sky is yellow pink just like an apricot over the horizon. Oui it is like the desert sky. Merci, Moi is tickety boo and last night, well early this matin Moi was dangling out of the study window. Oui, indeed. Well firstly there were dos badger in la jardin and as the window opens quieter in there the food was being lobbed from there. They are grande snufflers and when the grapes landed on the ground they both ran to the resounding thud. For dos minutes Moi threw grapes out oft hitting them whereupon they jumped in the air and turned to where the grape had dropped. Then the nuts were thrown out in showers and again the scuttling effect took place. It was tres amusing when the nuts landed on them because they did leave terra firma on all four paws and land again to dart all around gathering nuts in rings. When the bread was thrown out they ran to each slice sniffing it and then ran onto the next piece and they fought playfully over one or two slices but did non eat them until they had sniffed each piece. Strange. Anyroute once sniffed they began the worst eating session Moi has ever heard. Chomp, well that would be putting it politely pas que they are the noisiest chewers in history.
After the food was out there then began the David Bailey session and so I dangled out of the window and caught some marvellous shots but the best uno was the cher badger who put his paws up onto the patio and looked up at Moi. Oh, it is such a shame Moi cannon send tou the photos but they will be downloaded on Earth as well as clouds pas que there were some bella shots. After this Moi went back to the kitchen and thought rather than frighten the youngsters off Moi left the window open, consequently the study was full of humongous yellow months. Non to worry and after ten minutes Moi went back to the window only to find yet another cher badger had turned up. This one was bigger and after more bread had been thrown out the chomping was accordingly louder. What a racket. He is jumped up onto the patio and ran around to the hammock with the remaining slice of bread and although he could non be seen he certainly was heard. Eventually he came back and une photo was taken again dangling out of the window. At this point there was the sounds of chomping from the lawn and low and behold then there was dos. Moi fed them too and by then the study was filled to standing room only with moths. Tut Pah. Moi was fair bombarded.
However, it was worth it just to see the cher badgers and they are so trusting. Moi did non do it on purpose but many a temp the grapes hit their thick hides and they jumped une petite peu but turned to the landed grape and gathered that too. They are une petite peu like hoovers as they seemed to pick several up before settling to eat them. This made taking photos hard until they settled and then it was wonderful. At this point it was temp to stop the feeding or they would become obese and it was one thirty in the matin and my peepers were shutting up even though they had been wide open with the delight of it all. Non much has happened here mon cher so there is non much point filling anymore of votre in box. Merci pour still being there pour Moi to confide in. Now is the temp to fire up the coffee machine as it is late enough non to worry about waking Husbandito Numero Uno, who was tucked up in the hammock long before Moi. Well, mon cherest ami Moi will say Adieu pour now and wish tou une wonderful jour filled with muchas amour and sol kisses. Take care and God bless tou mon cherest ami.
