Guess Animal Game

Not Coal.

BaldFriede wrote: Snow Dog wrote: BaldFriede wrote: refugee wrote: Wombat is correct! I thought Vomp would guess that at once. Well, reading his question he probably did. Your go, Ian. Tell us when you have picked a new one. Marsupials are mammals though. They are not considered mammals. From Wikipedia: Marsupials are an infraclass of mammals, characterized by giving birth to relatively undeveloped young. Close to 70% of the 334 extant species occur in Australia, New Guinea, and nearby islands, with the remaining 100 found in the Americas, primarily in South America, but with thirteen in Central America, and one in North America, north of Mexico.

Edited by Snow Dog - January 16 2012 at 11:29

It would be great if it’s the tit I supect …

refugee wrote: It would be great if it’s the tit I supect …

Aw...no......not many left surely?

BaldFriede wrote: There are more than thirty species of tits listed on Wikipedia. I'll guess the blue tit.

Ok everyone is repeating names now.

Long-tailed tits.

When I was a kid we often had them in our garden. My parents lived in a house with a big garden until I was eight years old. We hardly had to buy any vegetables throughout the year, and there were plum, cherry, pear, apple and quince trees too. We also had red and black currants, gooseberries and strawberries; even a few tomato plants. We even grew some potatoes, though not enough for a year's supply.

We shared the house with my grand parents on my mother's side. My grand dad bred pigeons and my father rabbits. And once a year we bought a pig and had it slaughtered. My mum made marmalade from many of the fruits, and also juice from the rhubarb in our garden. I loved that garden.

Refugee can have the next go.


Edited by BaldFriede - January 16 2012 at 12:43

Yes, it was great. Sometimes a rabbit mother rejected her young, and we had to try to keep them alive by putting them on a blanket over the central heating. They looked like little blind mice.

The first time one of the rabbits was slaughtered I refused to eat some of it at first, but I was persuaded, and it really tasted delicious, just like the pigeons my grand dad slaughtered from time to time. There hardly is anything as delicious as the sauce you get from pigeons or rabbits.

I am aware that many people would not touch rabbit or pigeon with a ten-foot pole, but I grew up with that and have no problems with it.