This is a tale of a fence post, a Spangled Drongo and a Noisy Friarbird – as told by the Spangled Drongo.
What started out as a normal day, you know, a bit of flying about, some singing with my mates and looking for insects and other snacks around the place.
I always drop onto this fence post nearly every day. It’s a great perch to see if any insects or bugs are moving about in the garden or on the grass.
As you can see, This is My Post.
A mate was flying past and he said “Hey, can I come for a visit to your post”
Sure, but I don’t really like anyone sitting up here on my post.
Oh, that’s OK. I’ll just hang on this side if that’s alright with you.
And then, out of the blue, this big ugly bloke decides to sit on MY post. Oi, you. Get off my post
Yeah. Right. get down there. This is my post.
Suddenly, he looks at me and of all things, he pokes his tongue out.
Well, that’s not on. You better get off now.
Oh I see. You want to make a bit of a do about sitting on my post do you?
Cop that buddy. Just get away.
No you don’t. You can’t get back on there. This is my post.
OK you. I don’t want to sit on the ground. I am a bird who likes to sit on posts.
Well I am really afraid buddy. This is MY post
I better be off then. I don’t want to sit on the ground and argue with you and your stupid post. I’m going, see ya.
I’ve had enough of hanging around here. I going as well. I will be back later and sit there. Because, This is My Post