Finally, the upper nest!
Getting it was not only about ousting the head of their band. Battling persistent bumble foot, Bellow Baggins was not much of an opponent anymore. The issue was the other wannabes who jockeyed for position. Not the least of them being Peg-The-Leg, a nest brother and beak in Squeal’s side since hatching.
It took finesse, skill, and a good bit of cunning to throw the competition off the ledge. Figuratively these days, but no less satisfying. For Squeal never forgot the terror of Flight-School (or as fledglings called it, Fly-or-Die days). Peg-The-Leg had the benefit of an extra nesting day and a bigger mouth. It had taken little effort for him to shove Squeal out. Almost to his death.
No matter. Time had been kinder to the peewee. Now Peg-The-Leg was taken down a peg to nesting in the eaves, while Squeal paraded a top terrace.
For Crispina’s Crimson’s Creative Challenge
Na'ama Yehuda 
Hahahaha! Love this, Na’ama!! So good. Honestly, where do those wild ideas come from?
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🙂 My NYNF mind? 😉 There’s certainly a whole mess of associations waiting to be heard, hanging out there in my brain, jostling for a turn. They don’t tell me what they’re gonna tell me till they tell me, often in response to a prompt or photo. I cannot be held responsible … 😉
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Well, I for one, have no problems with what jostles in there and comes out eventually 😉
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😀 Whew … 😉
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🙂 xoxo
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I love this, Na’ama. Fantastic. Makes me smile. And the use of Baggins is a gem! 🙂
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🙂 Glad you liked! 🙂 This was a fun one!
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Yes, agreed 🙂
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