Monday, 22 June 2015


I like flyers.

They are similar to buzzers from the meadow, but they do not have stings.

And they taste delicious.

They are basically a kind of flying treats.

When a flyer buzzes through the house, it is necessary to charge after it, no matter the furniture.
No chair, table or sofa may stand between me and my flying prey.
Everything can be overturned when you put your heart in it.

And 12 kilos of muscle and bones.

Usually you chase flyer to the window.
Then you hit the window with your snout a few times, that confuses them.

And then you catch them.
And you eat them.

My PL is very happy about it and call me her black flyercatcher.
Honorary title, obvisously.
Very proud of it!

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