For some unknown reason birds don't like me at all. When I go out side they dive bomb my head and are down right mean. I have no shame in admitting that I have no love loss for Woodpeckers. Those godawful birds make all my neighbors stand and laugh as I go running out of the house, arms flailing, trying to scare them away from my precious trees.
One day I was walking past the open front door and I heard a racket going on right outside the door. I looked out to see what all the hullabaloo was about. A teeny tiny finch was fleetingly bouncing and pecking at the mat in front of the door. As I stared stupidly at it, it decided to tell me what I was to do.
"Chirp, Chirp" it said sweetly.
My momma didn't raise no dummy. I knew what it wanted and I wasn't going to be fooled. "No! I am not going to give you any food." This bird wasn't going to give up without a fight.
"Chirp, Chirp" it said sweetly again.
"No! I said I'm not going to feed you!" Realizing I wouldn't budge, it pulled off a remarkable hop-turn, giving me a clear view of its butt and giving me a piece of its mind.
"CHIRP!!!"
At that moment I realized that I had just been cussed out by a teeny tiny bird. When mom heard of the altercation she had to sit down she was laughing so hard saying that the birds like her.
This is really a sparrow who was looking for food the other day, whicht reminded me of the finch. Mom took this picture because they fly away or ram the door when they see me.
This is really a sparrow who was looking for food the other day, whicht reminded me of the finch. Mom took this picture because they fly away or ram the door when they see me.
"The Bird Man took a deep breath and put his hands on his hips. 'I give up. We have been trying all day, and it is the same as when we started. Richard With The Temper,' he announced. 'you are the worst bird caller I have ever seen. A child could learn it in three tries, but there is not enough breath in you for the rest of your life to learn it. It is hopeless. The only thing your whistle says is, 'Come, there is food here.'" Wizard's First Rule by Terry Goodkind
1 comment:
the neighbors aren't laughing AT you, sweetie ... they're laughing WITH you - oh, right - you're not laughing when you try to scare the woodpeckers, are you?
if you would be NICE to the little birdies, they wouldn't flip you the bird ... so give the poor things a few stale corn pops - it isn't gonna kill you to share some frosted flakes, either ... tweet tweet
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