Put this under true but unbelieveable stories.
I was lying in bed, in that la-la land between asleep and half-awake, when I hear the cat speak. It likes to sleep on my wife's bed when she's not using it. I swear I heard the cat say, "Mii Muwhat oo go mout," over and over for a until I got out of bed and opened the door for it.
Since then I've heard the dog say,"Bay away, Bay away," and "Bay oout, Bay oout." as it barks at passing pedestrians, animals, and cars.
I'm now waiting for the goat to great me with, "Baareckfast, Baareckfast." Think the chickens will chime in with "Clunch, Clunch?"
When I start understanding the buzz of the bees instead of just their dance I'm going to commit myself.
In the bee dance to point the bee begins its dance is the hive, the top of the frame is always north, the bottom south, this makes the front of the hive west and the back of the hive east. The angle in which they dance from their starting point is the compass direction (sun dial style) from the hive. Each shake is approximately 100 yards, the more shakes the further the distance, the faster they are the better the nectar source. If the dance has only one shake the nectar source is under 100 yards from the hive in the direction indicated. The top of the frame being north is why the bees always dance in opposite directions on opposite sides of the frames as the orientation of the compass has been reversed. Don't believe me--mark some bees and test it for yourself. Use a can or jar feeder and begin a short distance from the hive and then keep moving it every day and observe the bee dance each day. Nice use of an observation hive.
Do you think I'm becoming some kind of pet whisperer? What were the words from that old Tiny Tim song "Tip Toe Through the Tulips," "They're coming to take me away, ha ha, they're coming to take me away, ha ha."
When is an Egg not an Egg? When it is a musical instrument. I found this nice blue egg in the kitchen the other day and thought it would make a great dummy for use in the hen house. A few days later my daughter, who is studying to become a music teacher, after feeding the chickens and collecting the eggs, comes to me carrying said fake egg which is now covered with doo-doo and says, "Dad, this is a musical instrument." she shakes it and it makes a soft rattling noise from the sand inside. Go figure!