The Feathered Fool is Back.

After we returned from our road trip on Friday, we were concerned that Bentley the magpie had left us in a fit of pique. We didn't see him for over twenty-four hours, so we assumed he'd left us, maybe for good. We needn't have worried. Bentley announced himself, back at the House that Rocks,  with copious amounts of pooh and very sustained squawking.

He has shown himself to be a magpie of multicultural finesse. Although his favourite food has been Barfy Burgers up to now, he has shown a taste for lasagne, common or garden birdseed, and a bit of additional protein in the form of Sascha's head.

Sascha, needless to say, is not fond of Bentley since his peck on her head. In fact, it would be fair to conclude that Sascha would like to see Bentley off the property, for good, by fair means or foul. This afternoon, Sascha showed her displeasure by chasing Bentley repeatedly and vigorously through the backyard.

So, who will win the contest? Well, my money is on Bentley. He can fly!