Thursday, September 16, 2010

Ready to Pluck some Tailfeathers

Every morning this week, I have been awaked by the sound of a bird singing.  It's not on my iPhone and it's not on my alarm clock.  It is a real bird, who, every morning at 6:00, perches himself (herself?) somewhere on my front porch and commences to sing a little three-note diddy - at maximum volume - repetitively.  It wakes me up, wakes my husband up, and more importantly, wakes our 2 year old up - and this is one week that we have been sleeping in - or at least trying to.  This bird is walking on the proverbial thin ice. 

Watch it, birdie!  You woke up the wrong mama!

3 comments:

Joanna said...

Mocking bird or Cat Bird? Andy has threatened to kill both species in the past. The only one's I have a problem with are mocking birds that pick up the car alarm call. The rest I can sleep through.

The only solution I've heard of is to get a fake owl and put it outside your house near where the birds typically hang out.

Ty'sMommy said...

C'mon now...I know you have a gun... I swear, I won't tell anyone. :)

Deanna said...

Joanna, I'm thinking Mockingbird since they usually tend to nest in the biggest tree in our front yard. I thought about an owl, too, maybe I'll see if I can find one this weekend.

Ty'sMommy - ha! It's the Texas state bird - the stupid thing is "protected". I need a cat.