Poor Belly... she was SO not prepared for the crazy thunder storm that passed through this morning! One minute she was curled up in her *new* favorite perch on the back of the love seat, by the open window, when there was a GINORMOUS clap of thunder... I seriously think she got at least three feet of air (Napoleon would have been jealous).

Once she settled a bit, she enjoyed watching the rain, but was a bit bent out of shape that I closed the window, you know, so the torrential downpour would stay outside... all she wants to do is laze around on the back of the love seat, chin on the windowsill, breeze in her little belly-face. Can you not see the look of compelte displeasure on her face in this photo?? She kept looking at me with those sweet little dark eyes, begging for the window to be open, even just a crack so her sniffer could enjoy the fresh air. Sheesh, it's like she's a princess or something...

My question for the week... what's with the birds in this neighborhood? First of all, they are up at the a$$ crack of dawn, chirping and twittering away as if the entire world should be awake at 4 am. Um, no thank you. Second thing, there was a bird head in the driveway this morning when Griff and I went out to wait for the bus. Yes. I said a bird head. As in minus the body. Gross. Double gross was the bird part that was on top of the chlorine floaty-thing in the pool this morning, too. It looked like it had, at one time, been a part of a wing. Or a baby bird. I really have no idea what the foul piece of goop and featherish things was, but it had absolutely no right to be perched on the chlorine-thing. None at all.

Oh, and last but not least, we are being invaded by the birds. I am not making this up. They sit their little birdie bodies on the outside of the bedroom windows and peck at the glass. At first, I thought that they were seeing their reflection in the window, and were tying to get a little friendly or something. Now I'm not so sure about that theory. Why? Because they are also doing the same thing to the plexiglass window in the basement. WTF?? I am starting to get a little creeped out by the whole thing. It would be one thing if it was one confused bird that occasionally pecked at a window, but I believe it is a colony of birds that has it in for my house. I feel like it's taking a Steven King type of twist, now with the miscelaneous bird parts appearing in various places about the homestead.

If you have any insight as to what would cause an army of birds to encroach on my living space, demanding to be let in, please enlighten me..

Comments

[Tracy]

No kidding about the birds here, either, Melissa! They start at between 3 and 3:30 every morning!!!! Enough already - I mean, sure they sound pretty, but 3am? Let's be real! Should we notify the authorities or something? :)
Tracy

[crys]

I made a pact with the little devils (birds that is) that if they left us alone, I would give them new victims to harass. Sorry babe!

[A. Sanborn]

Hi Melissa,

We met at CK in Manchester at Ink About It's booth. *wink* It appears that you may have a possibility of a hawk that is preying on the wee birds. Not uncommon. It's also nesting season as my five room birdhouse is full in our garden and they are nesting in one of my arborvitaes out our kitchen window.

Keep a vigilant eye out and you may find your answer. ;)

Your blogging friend,
Anne :)

PS... Your not living in the Alfred Hitchcock movie The Birds! *wink*