Monty has been bringing magpie feathers to me all morning. So far, he’s amassed a nice little pile.
I’ve just seen Treacle running through the garden with what looked like the rest of the magpie carcass in her mouth. Clearly she’s the pro here.
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Blimey a Magpie thats good going
Get them bloody collars with bells!
I think the magpie was dead before they got to it – it didn’t seem fresh and there were only bits of it.