It must be summer. Temperatures have soared recently with yet another global media pandemic. Last year: Bird flu. This year: Pig Flew. Not a day passes without some report or other about a shortage of anti-virals or a predicted worst case scenario death-toll. And all the while, Monty sits looking out the Living room window (Binoculars and camera at the ready just in case another avian/human interest story opportunity passes by) and all he can see or hear are the Ziziros (those constantly chirping insect things); chrrp, chrrrrrp, chrrp, chrrrrrp, Ad infinitum!