A bird haunting...not for faint of heart..

[duluthralphie]

I see what you're saying about the windows...ahem. Don't tell her ...well I'll just say that you didn't wipe off that camera hole on your phone! Heh heh.

Well if you let in your peeping john jay chickadee or whatever lock up the husquavarna and Chicago cutlery. And tell DW to put on a turtle neck or something instead of her nighty. Just in case...

My long johns are more revealing than my DW's pjs.....

 

[Bogtown Chick]

Removed so I avoid secret double probation. Crap!

 

[duluthralphie]

Removed so I avoid secret double probation. Crap!

OH I really wanna know what it was now!

 

[Bogtown Chick]

Got it pulled off there just in the knick of time then! Ha! Sometimes I'm quick. Too quick. And I scare myself.

 

[duluthralphie]

Got it put of there just in the knick of time then! Ha! Sometimes I'm quick. Too quick. And I scare myself.

I do that too, I post it then think "NO WAIT, you're on double secret probation still, better change that"..

 

[Bogtown Chick]

I may have been ok with them....maybe maybe...

But you may have thought less of me Ralphie.

 

[duluthralphie]

How could I ever think less of you???






ROFLMBO!!!

I know it's an old joke, but I had to say it.

 

[Bogtown Chick]

No that's perfect. You're too funny!

Oh I want to say it......

 

[duluthralphie]

Just so you al know, it is not safe here yet, I just sat down after doing a bunch of work to make a quick lunch. I looked up and there it was the "
"chickadee from Hades*"
Just staring at me, I am so afraid, I cannot even eat now!

 

[duluthralphie]

My wife told me he harassed her yesterday afternoon when she was trying to finish her days work and line up todays patients.

The bird flew back and forth between the windows, knocking on them and staring at her, when she looked away he would hit the window and then stare again.


This morning I am trying to enjoy my coffee and he is hitting the window then going to his wire. He stares at me, when I stare back he goes to the feeder and eats, then when I look away he comes back and hits the window, to the wire and stares again. He has hit the windows so often they have bird poop smears on them!

It is like using our windows as his toilet paper! I tell you I now know what it was like to live in that house in Amityville.

We are afraid to even eat at the table now.