Will there really be a POC?

Good Morning BEEEE!

There’s some new thing on the balcony for the birdes. A Futterspender it is called. They haven’t discovered it yet. We wonder what will happen… The cats aren’t hungry this morning, nothing touched yet. Or do they finally realize who and what OneBBO really is and thus fearfully stay away despite our 25th sister’s constant propanda?

She’s thinking of founding a Pro-OneBBO-Club, POC for short, and is advertising for it at the pond hoping that all ducks will join and knowing that none of us will join this club waaaaah.

Although I don’t know either Swedish or Latin I was very excited about this intelligent exchange of opinions yesterday. None of my sisters can point to anything like this!

Yours, ready for the market
Laetitia

Good Morning my dear Laetitia (or may I call you „Titi“?) WAAAAAAAAAAAH?,

I think the constantly swelling army of cats that regularly descend upon the terrace will not be put off from their food (the new „Futter Boy“ included) even if OneBBO turned out to be Satan incarnate.
Yet another club in the Forest! As you say, though, its membership would probably be 100 % duckish, but there again I don’t think ducks are much given to „Vereinsmeierei“. But we shall see.

As regards these forays into Latin, I feel called upon to translate yesterday’s little jingle into English (for the ducks):
Brutus had some jam for tea. Caesar had a rat. Brutus sick in omnibus. Caesar sick in hat.

Which makes me recall another saying I learned – all those years ago – when starting latin in the first form at Bear School:

Latin’s a dead language
It’s plain for all to see
First it killed the Romans
And now it’s killing me

With this brief excursion down memory lane I now sign off and immediately dive towards my first cup of tea…
Yours
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Schlagworte: Ducky, POC, pond