7 years and counting

My FH told me that she has now been living in this country for 7 years. I am proud to say that I have been part of her life for 4 of these 7 years. She knows that she can tell me anything, and I will always listen to her. I have no other choice, do I? Unlike her humans, who can leave the room or switch on the TV and watch something really boring instead.

But usually my FH has some interesting things to tell. Sometimes they are sad, like last weekend, when some disturbed guy killed a lot of people in Norway. Sometimes they make me feel a bit envious, especially when they involve other benches. My FH sat on several other benches last weekend. My cousin Arnie told me he saw her on a bench by his pond in RHS Wisley Gardens. Good old Archie, he's got a great life down in Wisley. A quiet corner, with views of a much bigger pond than mine.

If you wonder how I can communicate with my bench family, we use birds to send messages. A bit like in Harry Potter, I guess. But we don't use owls. Our birds of choice are jackdaws and magpies. Very intelligent and chatty. And they don't crap all over me like those wood pigeons and the robins.

The weather has improved slightly, but it's still not what I would call summer. Still, better than the heatwave they are having over in the US. I wouldn't enjoy that. 24 celsius will do nicely, thank you.

The squirrels have now decided to move their family into my humans' house. Into the loft somewhere, to be more specific. Bad idea! Very bad idea! They should have left it at the stealing of twine and coir. Shame they don't have stone martens here like in Germany. They would help to reduce the squirrels. Unfortunately they also have a taste for rubber and tend to destroy car engines, so maybe they wouldn't be all that popular, either.

Here's a photo of my cousin Arnie and his pond. Isn't he lucky?