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)