Damn Birds

I’ve been ensconced in a running battle with a bird for property rights to my front porch. For several weeks now the same bird has repeatedly attempted to construct a nest in the hanging plants on the front porch. I like birds and all and think nests are cool but would prefer that they are in the trees as opposed to right up on the front porch in the plants. Everytime the bird has started a nest, I remove its work hoping that eventually the bird will get the picture that this is a futile exercise. No dice.

After forgetting to check the plant for days I found yesterday that the plant had blown off of its hook and fallen. Due to the fall, the pot had broken. While inspecting the broken pot and plant I noticed that not only had the bird accomplished a full finished nest but it had also laid an egg. I removed the nest and placed it in a shrub nearby in the yard and took the plant and placed it in a new pot.

This morning I woke up to birds literally flipping out. One tried to fly into my head while it was frantically flying all around the porch looking for the nest. This made Ingrid get all sappy being an expecting mom herself and demanded that I return the nest into a plant and hang it back in the location where the bird had left it. I did so and sure enough, the bird instantly returned to the nest and the bird flip-out stopped.

It was still a rather tense environment out on the porch as other birds were clearly looking at me differently and I could swear that they were taunting me and conspiring against me. The birds win.