It's an awful shame it doesn't last...this sudden feeling of actually being able to get to the loo without gasping for breath or go into the kitchen and prepare Chicken Kiev without thinking I'm breathing my last...
Actually, I'd quite like to know why butchers leave those nasty horrible bits of sinew poking out of the dead chicken bosoms...and when you turn them over there's bound to be a bloody bit ...Millie and Elis stand right beside my feet, gazing hopefully as I grimace and chop the horrid bits off and toss them to their open mouths...have to make sure each small dog gets the same amount of gunk otherwise they look at me funny...
I thought of something totally gross which we used to love to do as children...pulling the leg sinews from a chicken or a turkey to make the claws retract...
Himself has a trick he used to show to disbelieving townies...putting a chicken to sleep. He'd tuck its head under its wing and then turn it round a few times...put it on the ground and it'd stay like that for ages...then suddenly wake up and rush away squawking.
I learned how to weigh Owls once...it's so easy...you just carefully lay them on their backs on the scales and they'll stay there until you pick them up again...
There used to be a Taxidermist in Norwich in the old part of the city...I'd go and visit him because I really wanted the human skeleton he had in a glass case but because I couldn't think where to put it, I just went to look at it...he had an Eagle Owl which sat at the end of his counter...the owl simply sat there quietly all day...he used to take it home with him every night...it perched on the top of the back seat of his car munching on dead day old chicks...you can buy them frozen in neat packets. I think the same company do mice as well. And small rats.
You have to let them defrost of course...before you feed them to your Owl.
Our friend Luther has a sanctuary for all manner of birds...he has Vultures which he feeds on animals from the local slaughter-house...sometimes his visitors are appalled to see those great birds tugging flesh from a carcase...one woman asked him why he couldn't give them tins of dog food instead...I'd never heard Luther swear before. But he swore in German and then told me afterwards what he'd said in English...it was quite rude actually...so we laughed and he gave me a hug and asked for a rollie...
Wonder if I'll be able to breathe so easily tomorrow...wait and see I suppose.
My New Breathing Machine!
1 week later! 
Update on himself 🖤
