I don’t see the currawongs as much now in the garden, I guess they have other hunting grounds to patrol or maybe they’re off to the beach on some of these long hot days we are having. I’m not sure I said before that we unfortunately lost one of the fledglings, but Fuzz still comes by for bits of apple on the odd occasion and he hangs out in the fig tree stopping in for water on the days that get up in the high 30s. Even the imposter cat, Mr Pants has kept his distance I am obviously not forgiven for hosing him.