So, the de-sensitisation process has begun.
Armed with a cup of corn, anNette and I went out into the garden. anNette was standing by my side discreetly, and all the Girls came running up expectantly. I threw corn. The Girls descended on the corn. I moved anNette a bit, and everyone ran shrieking under the shrub.
I realised that anNette doesn't look so much like the Grim Reaper, she/it looks like a Big Black Bird of Prey. No wonder they were scared.
With one arm out holding anNette, still upright, but the wind blowing the net out lile a windsock, I attempted to thrown corn with the other hand. I clicked, I called, I chirrped, I threw.
Eventually, Lily came out. Then a few others. Tilda and Delilah remained under the bay tree, refusing to budge. I moved Net. Everyone ran away. More calling, more corn.
Then I turned round and walked in.
I can see this is going to take some time.
Armed with a cup of corn, anNette and I went out into the garden. anNette was standing by my side discreetly, and all the Girls came running up expectantly. I threw corn. The Girls descended on the corn. I moved anNette a bit, and everyone ran shrieking under the shrub.
I realised that anNette doesn't look so much like the Grim Reaper, she/it looks like a Big Black Bird of Prey. No wonder they were scared.
With one arm out holding anNette, still upright, but the wind blowing the net out lile a windsock, I attempted to thrown corn with the other hand. I clicked, I called, I chirrped, I threw.
Eventually, Lily came out. Then a few others. Tilda and Delilah remained under the bay tree, refusing to budge. I moved Net. Everyone ran away. More calling, more corn.
Then I turned round and walked in.
I can see this is going to take some time.
