Speaking of robins...we have maniacal, suicidal robin that insists on beating itself against our windows. On Sunday, Ben and I jumped out of bed, thinking that rocks are being thrown against our windows in the living room. We had not even reached our bedroom door when we hear Steitler yell down the hallway, "Crazy bird!" So we were all up at 6:30, courtesy of our own personal Crazy Red. This morning Crazy Red started his kamikaze mission at 5 am. Any suggestions to get rid of Crazy Red?
(Ben is cleaning the shot gun as I type.)





1 comment:
maybe you should invest in a bird feeder...or a cat
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