Okay...WHO is the culprit?

This is a story for my little granddaughters. Miss Six is now in Year 1 and can read really well and Miss Four  has a love for animals. My daughter was saying that Miss Six reads my blog so I thought I would write a little story for them and feature some of the wildlife we have around our 1/2 acre. You might like to read along as well :-)

Nanna had a problem. One morning as she was watering her vegetables she noticed that some of her plants had been chomped on during the night.

 She wasn't very happy and wondered who was the culprit. So she thought she would ask around to find out if anyone could help her solve the mystery.

She was passing by the shed and saw Mrs.Possum watching her so she asked her if she had eaten the vegetables. She said she had been too busy jumping on the roof with her friends in the early hours of the morning to notice anything.....

...but then she heard a lot of squawking overhead and saw the cockatoos arriving for breakfast and thought they may have seen something.

So Nanna asked Boris if he could help but he was too busy eating macadamias to answer...

...so she went around the front and asked his friend Clancy while he was busy feasting on pecan nuts and he said there were a couple of galahs in the tree next door who might be able to assist.

Sadly they had seen nothing but then Nanna saw Mr.Kookaburra and knew that he had a keen eye....

...but alas he had been asleep at the time as he had a full tummy from eating lots of insects.

Leah and Robert the Bruce were no help either as Leah had been busy giving birth to four babies during the night just in time for Easter Sunday which was a big surprise for Nanna.

Then she spied an orange spider who had spun a web just near the vegetable patch and thought that surely she had seen the culprit but no. She said she had been too busy spinning so that she could catch something to eat but to ask her friend who was nearby...

...but he was absolutely no help either and was a bit annoyed that he was interrupted. 

 Nanna was none the wiser about who had chomped on her vegetables. So she told the chooks that it was just a mystery and they said to her that if she would let them out of their cage they would look after her vegetable patch for her. Do you think she should?

If you would like to read another story I wrote for my littlest granddaughter for her last birthday you can read Mummy, where did the pretty butterfly fly to? in an earlier post. Have a great day everyone!