Tuesday, October 2, 2007
VULTURES!
No, this has nothing to do with politics.
You might say they flipped me the bird. (Sorry, couldn't help it.)
I'm a slow starter, but I got a rude awakening today when I stepped outside with my cup of coffee on this beautiful autumn morning.
VULTURES!
A dozen of 'em on my roof, looking down on me...perhaps seeing me as I might see a plate of bacon and eggs.
I tried yelling at them to make them fly away, but they seemed more amused then afraid.
You might say they flipped me the bird. (Sorry, couldn't help it.)
My neighbor Amy called within minutes, asking if I'd seen...
"The birds? Oh yeah."
She called the Audubon Society, and they told her they're either migrating (not soon enough!) or feasting on a dead deer in the woods.
In consultation with my other neighbor, Beth, (I'm just one of the girls) we decided that dinner is somewhere in the woods.
Maybe it has something to do with that funky smell.
How absolutely Hitchcockian.
Posted at 11:35 AM by Gerry
3 Comments:
I remember my parents taking my brother and me to the Strand Theater in Hartford, for the premiere of Hitchcock's THE BIRDS. The Strand was located directly across the street from G. Fox & Co. on Main. But your birds?? Wow...don't park your car anywhere underneath 'em!
I think you have totally missed the point on this one. If I were you, I would make sure the life insurance is paid up. Alfred Hitchcock and Edgar Allan Poe have made clear how these things usually turn out. And, just out of curiosity, has Kathy been throwing seeds and breadcrumbs out the backdoor?
No, but come to think of it, she has been chirping.
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