I've become an expert at animal noises. Ask me what sound a goose makes and I'll let out a honk before you've thought of the right sound yourself.
My proficiency in this area stems from repeated readings of Milkbaby's current favourite book Who Said Moo?. In it, Red Rooster roams the farm, interviewing each animal to see who responded to his cock-a-doodle-doo ("someone said moo, was it you?")
The Noisy Book has also helped me perfect a number of animal and household sounds (I love the silence of "the snail does nothing but move its elegant feelers").
So on my way down the garden path yesterday, I heard a distressed "buuzzzz", and went to investigate. It didn't take me long to find the source - a large bluebottle fly, being eaten by a very large praying mantis.
It went like this:
BZZZZZZZZZZZ Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, bzzzz, bzzzzz, bzzz bzzz bz bz bz...
Don't you love how all your practical thoughts and memories are replaced with child related thoughts and memories? I used to know the periodic table by memory... I don't now, but I do know The Very Hungry Catepillar and a large number of other books by memory not to mention nursery rhymes and a bunch of other baby stuff. x
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