The Dog And The Bird Feeder

I want to show you what my dog Isabella does all day. This is her above looking out my back door. That's her spot from the time I wake up in the morning to the time it gets dark at night. The only time she leaves that position is when I let her outside.

The back door is like a television set to Isabella, and she's one of the worst couch potatoes I've ever seen. She's completely obsessed. She watches cats walk along that far wall back there that she can never reach on her chain while she's out. They know she can't reach them, so they flaunt themselves as they walk across there.

When a bird flew over to the bird feeder out there she wasn't in her normal position at the door, so she ran over to get a closer look. I wanted to get a few pictures of the bird, but her motion at the door made it fly away. Better luck next time.

And that brings me to the bird feeder. This is it, my new bird feeder. Don't laugh. I know it's not much, and that's the point. I bought the cheapest feeder I could find because I didn't know if any birds were going to show up at it.

Now I know that birds are going to come, so I can get something better when this one begins to run out. Once the birds began to come they peck at it at least once a day. I don't get many, but at least they do come. That makes me happy enough to get something better next time.

I don't even really have a place to hang this feeder, but that's something else I'll change in the future. I'll rig up something so the next one is hanging so the birds will feel more comfortable. I also want it to be centered in the window so I can see it well from my chair. That'll be good.

I'll talk to you later.