‘Gosh, that’s almost bright, for a pheasant,’ I thought. For not only was the bird not actually on the road itself, but – instead of running out and under the wheels of our bikes as is normal for pheasants – it took off IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION, flying away from the road towards the safety of a field.
‘Or maybe not,’ I added as I watched it swing round towards the road again and fly slap bang into a fencepost.
For some birds, maybe shooting is the kindest thing.
Thanks for making me laugh on this wet and miserable morning!
Though I do think your “laugh out loud” posts should carry some warning as I tend to catch up on my blog feeds whilst eating breakfast…
Made me laugh too! xx
Cheers. You should have heard the other half hooting with laughter when he saw it happen
Pheasants are bred to be that thick because otherwise they would be more intelligent than the people who try to shoot them. Open to debate even so.
Unfortunately, they’re now so thick that this year’s crop will all be run over before the guns get a chance.
That’s OK – saves bullets.
I should perhaps add that I shoot all my pheasants with high powered rifle bullets rather than a shotgun. Can’t stand getting all those lead pellets stuck in my teeth.
All you need here is a shovel – to scrape them off the road.