Posts Tagged ‘Death’

Sad News

Today a friend of mine died. I met her over 20 years ago and only really knew her for a short while. She was a friend’s ex partner and we’ve not been in touch for many years. She leaves behind four lovely children who have all grown up – when I met her she was the mother of two, totally devoted, a real ‘mum’. She moved on to a new relationship and had another two surviving children but then she just lost the plot and turned to hard drugs and her relationship with her children was destroyed. I know that at least three of her four children were by her side this week and talking to her eldest today it broke my heart when she said, ‘I’m surprised how hurt I am, she was dead to me for years, so why does it hurt so much?’ As someone who doesn’t have a relationship with my own mother, it definitely touches a nerve. Death is different to silence; irreversible.




Murder in the Garden

At the risk of harping on, I am devastated. Another pigeon has been killed. I believe the killer to be a fox. Upon reflection I think that a cat would not have tried to attack a bird of that size, so a fox must be a culprit. My garden has no birds in it now, it is like a graveyard. As all the peanuts have run out, the squirrels have not been to visit. A new friend in the garden is a rat, who lives under the tree with the birds food in and who I saw eating seeds and meal worms off the bird hanger. I am now in a dilemma as to whether or not to keep feeding the birds or whether I am setting them up for a big fall.



I adore my garden birds. I feed them diligently and know each of them by name. I am terribly upset, as I fear that my favourite wood pigeon, Mr Wood Pigeon, has been attacked, mauled and killed by the local cat – he’s a big mother – and he is now decomposing in next door’s overgrown garden.

I knew that a tragedy had occurred when I went out this morning and saw an array of feathers on the lawn. I hoped that the bird had managed to get away but then he was found later, unidentifiable except for all his pigeon feathers scattered around the decaying corpse.

The only bird I saw since this incident today is my collared dove, Angharad, so until I see him again, I will have to think the worse and may Mr WP RIP.

N.B. If it was Mrs WP then that’s just as bad; they were so in love.


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