Today was an interesting day.
I now have it in a straw-filled cat box. I am not overly confident in the likelihood of its recovery but I am feeding it mince and milk, and water and keeping my fingers crossed.
It occurs to me that if it does survive it will probably never fly again and I have just acquired a new dependent. If so I shall probably name it Grumpy Cat. Look at that face.
I took a bunch of boys and girls out into the desert looking for bush tucker, since many had not eaten breakfast because the store was not open . Well – I drove, but they took me. They know where all the interesting bushes are. We brought back a bucket of “bush blackberries” to share with their families. These are tiny little fruit that look like miniature plums.
After 2 the store opened. I bought some sausages and bread and put on a BBQ. Not sure I should have been cooking with a python around my neck. Lucky there were no health inspectors around.
Then another bunch of kids and I went out past lake Stretch looking for more bush tucker. We found quite a lot.
I have now tried “bush blackberries”, “bush tomato”, and mardijwah which I learned is a sticky gum exuded from the tree of the same name. It is slightly sweet, with a pleasant, mild flavour and the consistency of amber coloured toffee with a runny centre like treacle. The kids are certainly very keen on it, though apparently it causes severe flatulence. It also , I am told, gives one diarrhoea if one overindulges. I drove my little friends home and got rid of them as soon as I could after I learned that. I’m OK so far…
While I was doing this, I was also baking sourdough bread.