Me and Robbie speak to each other every day ,you proberbly can't understand us. He is King of our garden and he alone decides who comes in and out and feeding times. The downside is he doesn't appear to have a mate...........only me.
What a lovely video and a fabulous song from Robbie; thank you for taking the time to film it and then share it with us
Well, I just so happen to be fluent in twitter-ese. For those of you who don't know he's apologising profusely to Roders. Apparently he crapped on Rodders head twice the other day Says he'd eaten a dodgy caterpillar...which went straight through him :bull's manure: Rodders of course is very understanding but Robbie is understandably mortified :rasp:
Well you didn't quite get it right Honey.........seems to be a breakdown in translation..........English to Irish. He said I love you roders very much and you will always be my bestest friend.
..............."so long as you keep feeding me" I have a "relationship" with a Pheasant at the Church where my wife rests. Every day when I go there he will turn up clucking and chuntering knowing that he will get fed from the bag of seeds I carry for the purpose. He will come right up to me, eat the seeds until his crop is full and then, giving me an imperious cluck and stare, will strut off.......which leads me to think that it's strictly a stomach related friendship.
Oh Rodders i opted to leave that part out as...well, i wasn't sure you'd want others to know quite how Mr Robin proclaimed his undying love for you. my goodness the things he said would make a sailor blush! :rasp:
