Breakfast Time for Gus and Cinderella

  My little granddaughter rarely gets to visit the Bayou but when she is here, she finds all sorts of things to do.  Like her old mawmaw, I think she enjoys being on the pier or in the greenhouse the best.  In the greenhouse, she tells me that she is going to "hunt for spiders".  Why?  I have no idea but it seems like a grand thing to do so...we do.  We hunt for spiders.  On the pier, she happily feeds the pelicans.  Our bait bucket is endlessly needing refilling but it matters not.  If the little girl wants to throw fish to the birds, so be it.  She can have any fish we have!  She even went so far as to name two of the pelicans...Gus and Cinderella.

  Even though Mary Ruth is not on the Bayou, the pelicans still come begging for handouts.  Each morning as soon as Mark and I head to the pier, the two pelicans come flying to the pier posts.  They know that breakfast will be served within a few minutes.  If we catch small mullet or menhaden, the fish are given whole but if we catch something "eatin' size", we clean the fish and toss the remnants to the birds.  Gus and Cinderella do not seem to mind.  They eat their fill then fly back to the posts to preen.  The pelicans are getting fat and happy!

  This morning, both pelicans awaited us.  We were a bit late getting to the pier again this morning so the pelicans were a tad antsy.  They wanted their breakfast.  Mark threw the net and caught about a dozen nice sized mullet.  These were cleaned for our elderly friends and the entrails tossed to the birds.  Cinderella decided to stay on the post nearest me.  Ok, so a few photographs were in order.  With each picture I took, Cinderella posed.  She turned her head this way and that.  She preened her feathers.  She wiggled her tail.  At times, she even seemed to smile for the camera.  Not once did she attempt to flee.  I think Mary Ruth has tamed these birds!  I know they await her return to the Bayou.