I like spring. I really do. There are so many reasons why. Everything is green. We get to wear short sleeve shirts and shorts. What’s not to like about that, right? Well, there is an unfortunate side too. You have potholes up the wazzu after the winter; lawn work doesn’t stop until November (although I stop in late October), and there is one thing, kind of a pet peeve, I have. It’s the birds. Would someone please tell me why birds have this “take that” attitude? If they don’t like you, they have an excellent weapon they can use against us, unsuspecting souls. Seems they can conjure up a “fly-by pooping party” in retaliation for almost anything, and there’s not a darn thing anyone can do about it.
The Other Day… I went outside, and I noticed that my Toyota Corolla looked like it had been transformed into a “2018 Poop Deville” ( Remember the old Coupe Deville cars??). Now, I don’t dislike birds; if anything, I really appreciate them. The first word my daughter ever said was “Bird.” So I don’t have it in for them, but I don’t much like the messes they leave behind either. And while I am on the subject, have you ever been walking outside in nature and you feel your hair or your shoulder get wet? You think it’s raining, and then you put your hand on the wet spot and find out, IT’S NOT RAIN!! Well, maybe I’m just being oversensitive, but sometimes it’s ridiculous. (Or, if you’ll pardon the pun, “It’s for the birds.”)
For those of you who think I am picking on the poor creatures, let me tell you one more tidbit. Birds will make a nest almost anywhere they believe they won’t get caught. Case in point, a couple of weeks back, I was casually walking into my house. I have a lattice-covered vestibule, and there’s screening to keep the critters out. Apparently, it doesn’t stop birds. I have a broken weed eater leaning against the wall, and I noticed a bird’s nest had been built inside the plastic trim line cover. Can you believe it? I quickly cleaned it out, not thinking any more about it. But, The Other Day… I glanced in the corner again, and the nest was back. I know, I know, turn it over, Dummy! I honestly couldn’t believe those rascally birds built another nest in the exact same spot.
My trouble with birds is starting to make me paranoid about going out, and at the same time, I find myself with a strange urge to watch the 1963 Alfred Hitchcock classic: “The Birds.” Never heard of it? Ask your parents or grandparents! After watching it, you might rethink your attitude about our feathery friends. Hey, until next time, you might want to take a newspaper or umbrella to cover your head if you’re going outside, just to be safe. However, don’t forget to have yourself a fanciful day!
