Amateur Ornithologist Prints

"Of course it tastes terrible. It's a dung beetle."

"When I say 'tweet' you say 'tweet'...'tweet!'"

Big Bucks

Feeding the birds.

'Why on earth would people put plastic flamingoes on their lawns?'

"Not one of the Dartford Warblers?"

Peckish Cat

"Yup, pretty sure that was a flying squirrel."

"You're right—there's no such thing as personal space in a hibernaculum."

'Oh no, it's the Burkes! You stall them here while I go fix my hair and don't let them roam around. Remember, once you have cockroaches in your kitchen, you'll never get rid of them.'

'Hey, buddy, do you mind lending me a hand? I appear to be stuck in this thing.'

'That's far enough for the first trip -- gather some soil samples and initiate re-entry procedures.'

"I can tell it's new because it's alive."

"Oh, Oh, Oooohh!"

"No son of mine is going into entomology."

“If they were huggers like us they would have evolved useful arms.”

"How do you spell, asteroid?"

"You've been in long enough! Two more dives then out!"

"Would you like flies with that order?"

Visitation Day at the Bug Jar

"He gives me the creeps. I Think it's love."

Bird plucking a cello

'Sorry I'm late.'

Toad a la mode: 'Hey! He keeps the flies off!'

'Music hall for insects'

Turtle crashes, deploys airbag.

'I'm sorry my little Towser misbehaved himself.'

The social isolation of the entomologist...

"Drat! A flat tyre. . ."

Paper Wasp.

"So Dave - did you get lucky? Dave....? Dave...?"

'I'll try the poop of the day.'