OK… Yes, they’re nasty looking. I get it. I am sorry. But I promised myself I would see this to the end (empty nest), which should be about another week. Unless, of course, something horrible happens before then. Which, leads me to a story about last night: It was about midnight. We woke up to horrible animal noises coming from outside. Screeching…growling…dare I say… ROARING, lots of rustling in the woods, and than a pathetic whimpering sound. The sound of death. And then SILENCE, followed by my husband saying “Well, I think that was the end of your birds.” So, all night long, I lie there wondering if I would wake up to an empty nest or a bloody bird massacre. Thankfully, they were peacefully snoozing away when I looked at them this morning, so I made an extra pot of coffee to celebrate.
By the way, we’re still trying to figure out what the heck kind of animals were involved in the War In The Woods last night.