The Francophiles among our readers will recognize this as a play on words.
I was sitting out on the patio doing Sudoku this evening when I heard a cuckoo calling. Yes, a real, live cuckoo. I'd never heard one before but it was instantly recognizable by its distinctive call. How cool is that? Horses, goats, sheep, huge magpies, pheasants, and cuckoos. We do indeed live in the country. Now if only we could tame that wild European washer...
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