Eddie's diaryExciting news diary! I've discovered there is more to my domain than just the garden here at home. There is this whole other world called the allotment, where magic foods appear from
The girls all seemed to know about this already. Whenever mum appears in the back garden with carrier bags of stuff and starts unloading it onto the garden table to deal with, they make a beeline for her. Well this week we had sweetcorn

It was apparently the half full and small cobs that we get, but boy oh boy was it good. Me, Naomi and Patsy were huddled around 1 piece, but Millie went straight to the source and couldn't get in in her beak fast enough.
There has also been a bit of an uproar and - oh this is embarrassing - but me and mum fell out a bit. She needed to go out to work and I wanted to stay in the garden and mum refers to it as a teenage moment, but I ended up losing my rag and pecking her, plus scratching her hand

It was only a little peck, but it drew blood and ...
.. 'and it hurt quite a bit my lad and bled for quite a while!' interjects New shoot. 'What happened to the cute little chick who arrived here, even if he was a bit daft and spent most of his time sat on his feeder.' That was just me Mum - I was just that sort of kid you know

I was very sorry about it and the next morning I was creeping around trying to stay under the radar. Mum opened my gate as usual and was giving Beyonce her morning grape treat. I peeped round, then sidled up to see if I got any. Sure enough I got my treat as well, but I'm watching my manners now I can tell you.
What added insult to injury was that mum was already nursing a puncture wound to her shin. She has a cat friend up at the allotment and he loves playing with string. She was tying up fruit canes and he thought it was a game. First she knew he was there was when he latched onto her leg while trying to get a bit of dangling string. She says he was all contrite as well and spent ages rubbing his head on her and saying sorry.
I told her 'That's what's you get for being friends with a cat. Me and the girls all know they are nasty, don't we girls?' But when I looked round for support, they had all cleared off and were intently pecking grass down the other end of the garden
Then the slap down came. I got a look and mum said 'Well we all have our moments, don't we Eddie'. Oh gosh, I guess I'm in the doghouse a while longer
