Black Jack's Story, The tale of a Scalawag

[jball1125]

Awesome story. Im hooked

[vera]

Oh Pat , this is my bed time story!!

You realize how small your house is when a crow is trying to learn to fly. Time to move the crow outside.

at this point i held my breath thinking u gonna buy a new house LOL
so Black Jack is listed main local offender

[Second Hand Pat]

Awesome story. Im hooked

Thanks, it was popular on the other forum also to the point where it was going to become a book.

Oh Pat , this is my bed time story!!

at this point i held my breath thinking u gonna buy a new house LOL
so Black Jack is listed main local offender

Yes Vera, main offender inside and out.

[vera]

More !!

[Second Hand Pat]

Black Jack could never quite understand why he couldn’t come back into the house. He would try and occasionally succeed to fly through the front door when I opened it to go inside. We have ledges above the doors and Jack would land on them and look into the house, looking for me to come out either with food or just to play with him. He would also land on the window sills to look in.

After a while the hubby would fuss at me about the bird poop around the door entrances and holes in the window screens. The hubby did run a monofilament fishing line across two small nails to encourage Jack to land elsewhere. That did work.

[Second Hand Pat]

One of our favorite games was playing with the little white rocks in the driveway. I would sit in the driveway and pick up little tiny rocks. Soon Jack would join me.

I would pick up a rock and offer it to him. He would give a little gruff call, take the rock and put it in the back of his throat. He would continue to accept rocks until every time he would open his mouth, a couple rocks would fall out. After a while, he figured that he couldn’t hold any more rocks, would fly of the top of the phone pole and dump the rocks, and then come back for more.

[Second Hand Pat]

Black Jack had a rather interesting relationship with our neighbor John. John was totally fascinated with Jack but Jack was not totally trusting of John. John would call Jack and hold out a cracker to entice Jack to land on his arm.

Well, Jack was having nothing to do with that. Jack would fly directly at John and would grab the cracker as he flew by. After a while it became a game between Jack and John. They would go through about three crackers a day.

A couple of weeks go by and Jack takes the game to a new level. He started landing on the roof of John’s house, reaching over the edge and tapping the window for John to come out and give him a cracker. John was thrilled at how smart Jack was until Jack started tapping on the window early in the morning and waking John up. Then John was annoyed. I bet Jack was laughing his tail feathers off.

[Second Hand Pat]

Post 37 next installment.

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[vera]

He started landing on the roof of John’s house, reaching over the edge and tapping the window for John to come out and give him a cracker. John was thrilled at how smart Jack was until Jack started tapping on the window early in the morning and waking John up. Then John was annoyed. I bet Jack was laughing his tail feathers off.

haha ,u brought a trouble in to neighbourhood ! did Jack relatives come visit him

[Second Hand Pat]

They did. Future installment.

[two utes]

Ever thought of writting novels? .....l like it, and waiting for more

Thanks

[Jason K.]

Pat, you are quite gifted...

[Second Hand Pat]

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Thanks.

Ever thought of writting novels? .....l like it, and waiting for more

Thanks

Only for a sec, I'm not creative enough Writing is like painting. Lots of good ones out there but only a few get noticed.

Pat, you are quite gifted...

Thanks but truly Black Jack gets all the credit.

[Second Hand Pat]

I'm glad you guys are enjoying these little stories. They are being back memories reposting and reading them all again...and a few tears and lots of laughs.