It was like something from an Alfred Hitchcock movie. We have a nest by our backdoor that had two baby birds. Mommy and Daddy didn’t seemed to be bothered by us. Until one of their young flew the coop yesterday! Or fell from the coop.
Then all hell broke loose!
One baby bird fell out of the nest. It’s okay. In meantime, Kris was trying to get Jazzy in which meant walking past the nest and the fallen baby by the backdoor.
Mommy and Daddy bird dropped their worms and started dive bombing her. She was able to make it inside but one followed her inside. It flew to her bed, landed on laundry and shit on her favorite shirt.
She was somehow able to get the bird back outside before it shit on anything else.
It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood. A beautiful day in the neighborhood. Won’t you be mine? Won’t you mine? Won’t you be my neighbor?