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[Guess]

Difficult decision if the bird is injured. Check yourself. If it can fly it will. If it can not you can catch it again, in theory.

As for the bad luck, it only lasts one person's lifetime. The monitor lizard may nullify the curse.

I hope so. My owl had one in its talons when it flew in. It dropped it behind my chair.

Monitors are common here.

[margaretcarnes]

No Randy - no Lao Kao - only JW's Carl-sa-berg I think!

The only farang I know who used to hit the Lao Khao was Buksi, but he gave it up when there were suspicions it was being laced with fabric conditioner

[Randy Cornhole]

Or when he used to ride in the klong....

[buksida]

Those were the days!

[kendo]

Buksida is that when you went the klong way.........splash

[Guess]

No Randy...........The only farang I know who used to hit the Lao Khao was Buksi, but he gave it up when there were suspicions it was being laced with fabric conditioner

I always wondered how he managed to keep his soft silky locks all this time.

[Vital Spark]

As this is unmoderated, and I loved your cat and owl story Guess, (with a happy ending), it reminded me of one of my favourite Edward Lear poems:


The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'


Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.


'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.


And so to bed.....

VS