Another post about birds.

 A hummingbird. I don't know this particular one's name. Let's call him Phil.

It ain't no secret that in the past I've declared that I don't care for birds (See here and here.)

However, if you'll also recall that one of my life goals for 2010 was to appreciate them more, I called the campaign, "I love birds in 2010." (I wrote about it here).

Well, it's 2011 and not only has that goal's time limit expired, but it's actually started to work. Kind of.

The other day I was pushing nearly dying as I attempted to run crawl up a steep incline with my double-stroller and I saw not one, not two, but THREE adorable little humming birds. In years past, I would have confirmed that their presence only served as a visual reminder of how sketchy little birds TAUNT us and how they shouldn't be trusted.

In the past, I would have assumed they were saying to me:

"You can't get up this hill and we, as birds, are here to remind you that you're a loser. Hold still long enough, and we will defecate on your stroller like you were a statue because we have no regard for others."

But these little yellow cuties? Well, perhaps they were encouraging me on...

I swear, they smiled and whispered, "You can do it! You can do it!"

(I have a newly-acquired soft spot for hummingbirds.)

Now, that can't be said for all birds. Like people, some are twitchy, sketchy and shouldn't be trusted.

The loathing of birds was exacerbated in recent years by the little jerks who would fly into my home and FREAK me out as they flew the length of my familyroom/dining room/kitchen trying to figure a way out.

YOU GOT YOURSELF IN HERE -- NOW YOU GET YOURSELF OUT OF HERE. QUICKLY.

There is nothing worse than having a bird that you did not purchase as a pet (I'm still amazed that people purchase birds for "pets") flying around all crazy-like in your house.

I think this is why I'm ok with this little guy...

(Blackberry photo | not great quality)

He doesn't FLY into our house. Nope. He walks in through the usually open door. (We keep it open because Ferg and Lila come and go into the courtyard.)


He literally walks through the door nearly every day, hops over to Ferg's food bowl, grabs a bite to eat, then walks out.


I kid you not.

This, my dear friends, would only happen to me.

Yep. A bird. Everyday. Walks. Into. My. House.

I like to think that I'm hospitable, so at this point - I don't even bat an eye when I see this little fellow and his twin friends.

I am, however, REALLY annoyed if he attempts to fly.

I've decided that I can only trust a bird if/when s/he is walking -- start flying all around and I'm going to wield a weapon whack-a-mole-style and your feathers will fly. Believe you me.


So, the point of this little post? I just wanted to show you how far I've come with birds.

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Note: Yes, I understand screens would be a good idea, but it's Cabo. No one really has screens on their doors. 

Note: Ferg has not come so far with the birds. When they enter the house through the courtyard door, she promptly exits the house through the sliding doors in the family room. However, she does bark at them sometimes. When they're both outside.

I'm afraid I've scarred her for life. So in an attempt to right my wrong I try to remain jovial when birds enter the house when Lila is around. I smile and act like, "Hey! Isn't this great that there's a BIRD in our house?" when really I'm thinking, "Omg. Omg. Omg. PLEASE don't fly. Please don't FLY!")

Lila thinks it's great. Except for that one time when the bird flew OVER her head and out the door. It sort of made her stop and go, "...Oh..."

Then she laughed.

So it's working.

I'm improving the bird-perspective of the next generation.

Yay! "Birds are our friends in 2011."

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4 comments:

  1. OMG that is sooooo funny. We had less savory creatures stealing dog food, before we got rid of them. Eek.

    You should consider this screen curtain -- we have two of them on our porch doors so the dogs can run in and out whenever they want. Of course, your clever little bird-friend might just figure it out, too.

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    -Bridget

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  2. HAHAHA! I loved this post!

    Favorite line: "You can't get up this hill and we, as birds, are here to remind you that you're a loser. Hold still long enough, and we will defecate on your stroller like you were a statue because we have no regard for others."

    LOVE IT!

    I can NOT believe that a bird walks into your house for a snack and leaves AND that you are becoming "ok" with it. BRAVO to you! That kind of makes me laugh to think of a tiny bird just walking right into your house! Maybe they are compromising with you too by walking ;)

    I am tolerable with small birds but bigger birds scare the crap out of me! Thank goodness we have screens. Oh and cats.

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  3. I'd like to frame:

    Like people, some are twitchy, sketchy and shouldn't be trusted.

    and put it on my wall!

    :-)

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