There’s this bird that lives in the general vicinity of our backyard. Or else he just likes to hang out here. A LOT.
This bird is very talented, and he can imitate a multitude of noises that he hears around him. His favorite noises to make are car alarm noises and the sound of a garbage truck backing up.
This is all fine and well, and fairly amusing and impressive. But, when he’s going full force right outside of our bedroom windows in the morning, I’m driven to do something I normally would never do: shoot something with a gun. Shoot something dead.
Because, we’re not talking 7 a.m., 6 a.m. or even 5 a.m. We’re talking TWO A.M. here people. He wakes us all up at 2 or 3 a.m. and then the cats and the kid think it’s time to get up, because the birds are chirping after all!
I really hope this birdie finds a new home. Fast. Or maybe the Lady Kitty will catch and eat him. One can only hope.