Sing a song of sixpence…

I am currently under siege, having been visited by a marauding army of blackbirds, namely Grackles, Red Wing Blackbirds and Cowbirds.   Thankfully this invasion will be short lived, as my experience tells me that they are simply flocks that are heading back North having spent the winter with the snowbirds in Florida.   Notwithstanding the fact that they will be gone once they have stuffed their bellies full at the Britty All-you-can-eat Buffet, they are currently eating me out of house and home and really ticking off my resident birds.

Let me be clear here, I do not begrudge them the food, I know when I put out food for the birds it is an invitation to all birds, regardless of their attractiveness, I just wish that they would not behave like so many thugs at a Soccer Game, and I can understand how frustrated my local bird population is.  It is a bit like showing up at your local Mom and Pop diner for breakfast on Sunday Morning and discovering that it has been taken over by a gang of Hells Angels who insist on bitching about the service, slapping the waitress on the rear end, and smoking in the non-smoking section.

You don’t like it of course, and you sit there quietly trying to eat your breakfast, while keeping your head down and pretending to be inordinately interested in the menu, knowing that eventually the Hells Angels will get back on the road and you will not have to see them again until next year.

I must say I will be glad when they don their helmets, get on their bikes, and sod the hell off to wherever it is they are going.


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