BLINK

In the blink of an eye, the suet is G.O.N.E.
Gone!

Why?

At first the little cutie birds nibbled at the suet feeder.
Fluttering and flapping in order to get a foothold.
Pecking at the gooey stuff.

Beaks'-full.

So thick and chokey, like a mouthful of peanut butter, that they hop to a branch and madly wipe off the lard. Wipe, wipe, wipe the beak, back and forth on the stick.

They are neat and tidy things, I guess, got to keep that beak clean.

Today there is no suet.
Birds flap and fidget.

No, no suet today, piggie birds.

You can't polish off a 1/4 pound of suet in one day.
We just can't keep up with you.
The world's going broke and we are too.

Any more lard will have to go to people, not you frenzied, fat feeders.

And the dogs need some food, too.
Sometimes you have to make a sad Sophie's choice.

Bye, bye birdies.

Free food gone in a blink of the eye.

And that goes for you, too, you silly mockingbird!