Until they all come pouring onto the platform and surge towards me baying for blood, at which point the cuteness thing will start to wear thin.
Fortunatly, this doesn't happen often. And never to people who've jumped through chalk drawings in the pavement recently.
There are no squirrels here.
But most pizza isn't vegan, Nilly, (unless I'm misunderstanding you) because the cheese makes it dairy. Most pizza in Israel is vegetarian.
No, Jess, my mistake - I meant 'vegetarian', and thought the shortcut meant the same. Thanks for correcting me. So 'vegan' means 'contains nothing that comes from anything alive' (milk, eggs and the like included)? Or, as my vegetarian sister likes to call it 'nothing that is related in any way to being a mama'? Because if I'm correct this time, I don't think there's anything like 'vegan' pizza in Israel at all.
Thanks, Fay.
My last sentence (even though it was written in ignorance) is still correct: most of Israeli pizzas are vegetarian, none are vegan.
Now you know way more incorrect information about a non-local food than you probably ever wanted to know...
American Robins are different? Coo. We had a robin in our garden last winter. Penny was terribly excited about it, and gushed. It seems our cat overheard, because she left the robin next to her food bowl the next morning as a present for P....
That's so kind of your cat. And think, in the long run, the robins will get smarter!
English Robin
American Robin
The American one is bigger and showier, but the English one is cuter. And more nostalgia-inspiring. I'm not sure about the redness of the breast from this picture, though.
t /silly
....er, or possibly you meant this kind of American Robin
Now I have Friar Tuck/Batman slash.
Oh dear lord.
Why, bless you, young Fay. I was about to say I only knew the English robin (had no idea there was a difference), but you've boiled the distinction right down to the essential.
And yes, the English one rocks harder.
In Ontario they have both red and grey squirrels (we only have the red ones here on the bleak shores of Nova Scotia), and I discovered that despite the size difference, the grey squirrels would
run away
from the red squirrels when it came to a confrontation. Aggressive little buggers, they are.