Post by hisno1girl on Sept 16, 2016 16:37:22 GMT -5
We were stuck in traffic and I noticed all of these birds landing on the wires. Every time another bird landed they would scootch over and make room for the new birds.
Well one little bird was way over on the other end of the wire and every time he tried to get close to the other group of birds, they would basically attack him until he went back to the other end of the wire.
I thought the birds were being very mean to him and I felt bad and got all teary eyed thinking that this poor bird didn't have any friends.
Birds, people. I'm crying over stupid effing bird.
My H likes to anthropomorphize things and make me all emotional about it so I get this. This morning he talked about a spider shivering in the cold and I teared up.
I'm a nutter. Hopefully my nuttiness makes you feel better
We have a battle for the trees that happens along the creek in our backyard in the spring. Birds are mean! And territorial. And then I feel sad for the ones that keep getting chased out of a tree, then out of the next one...all the way down the creek.
Post by konstantine on Sept 16, 2016 17:16:57 GMT -5
I had a "mom and baby" lizard living in my tree/bush by where I park my car. I was on the interstate one day and saw the mom lizard was on my windshield wiper. I pulled over and tried to grab her but she ran into the hood of my car. I figured she would be safe until we got home, but the next day I found a dead lizard that looked fried underneath my car. I cried for two hours. Seriously. The next day, I was at my mom's house and saw a lizard on th porch. I caught it and brought it home to put in the tree to be the baby's surrogate mom. My husband thinks I have lost it, but everyday, I see the lizard on my column on my porch, and the baby is still around so he/she hasn't eaten it yet.
That bird was probably banging somebody's birdwife.
I really needed this laugh today, minus the fact that I have bronchitis and every time I laugh or cough I pee. I might need a pants person, but thank you.
One time a baby squirrel was following me on a walk. I was mostly worried that my dog was going to kill it, but then it kept following and I got scared that it had rabies. I ran away and called animal control when I got home. They told me squirrels don't carry rabies. So then I felt awful for running away and went back with a box so I could save him and call a wildlife place. But when I got back, he was gone. I didn't cry, but I was really sad for the poor baby squirrel the rest of the day.
That bird was probably banging somebody's birdwife.
I was thinking that the bird probably had BO, and even though he's been talked to about it, still won't shower or use deodorant, but what you said is probably closer to the truth. Everyone knows that birds are whores.