General   (General discussion, talk about anything.)

In Canada and America, grey squirrels are called tree rats, and for good reason. However, that doesn't matter as that little creature brought a smile to Peter's mouth after visiting Yvonne.

True Story:

When my husband was posted to Londonderry in the early 70s, we were given a lovely house to live in, in an area called Campsie, and we'd taken our little cat with us.

The large back garden was in a right state and we'd no gardening tools, but hubby found a machete from somewhere and started to hack some of it down until we could get someone to sort it out properly. The weeds must have been around 5ft tall!

Anyway, during this task we came across a bird stand which had been hidden in the weeds and a day later, Ceilidh (our cat), came rushing in, round my legs, drawing my attention, running to the back door and back again. This strange behaviour was a mystery to me, so hubby and I followed her outside. She rushed over to the bird stand and there, on the ground, was a baby bird who hadn't yet learned how to fly. On the rooftop there were several birds squawking and screeching, so we picked up the baby and put him on the bird stand, then we stood back. Within moments, two bigger birds flew down, picked up the baby under its wings with theirs, and took him back to safety.

We were so proud of our little cat for helping that baby bird.