In my family, all our pets have personailities and appropriate ‘voices’ to go with them. It is perfectly normal to over hear Sister 1 having a two sided conversation with Bert the Boxer dog (with a little help from Sister 2). It’s not just our pets either. We chat with any animals that look like they might be feeling a little vocal.
Yesterday morning while out on my bike I approached one of my Magical Mystical birds on an isolated private road (readers of this blog from a while back will recognise this species).
‘Morning Mr Magical Mystical bird’ I called.
I was listening to a mix of songs on my ipod from a few years back (I know, I probably shouldn’t cycle listening to music but we’re not getting into that now). I thought Mr MM Bird might appreciate a sing song.
‘Hey! My Magical Mystical bird….don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?’ I sung at the top of my voice.
And he chuckled. Then I realised that erm…the chuckle was from behind me. Was, in fact, from a cyclist right behind me who clearly did not wish his girlfriend was hot like me. To be fair, I was more ‘sweaty’ than ‘hot’ so any sane person would have probably felt the same. Even Mr MM Bird disappeared rather rapidly…
I think I need a new playlist….or a new cycle route :o)