Oh, don't even get me started on those
stupid little birds. There was one bird around five years ago that must have had its nest in a tree right by the
kitchen window, which was rather large. Every day, starting at
6 AM, all we'd
hear was:
BONK. BONK. BONK.
BONK. BONK BONK BONK BONK BONK.
...until around
midnight as the stupid little
piece of crap tried to
mate with the window. We
pondered why the damn
bird didn't
die from hitting its
head against the window as hard as it was, and decided that it was because the bird actually had no
brain at all.
We tried
everything. We taped big 'X's over the windows in the
hope it would ruin the
reflection, but that damn bird just picked away at the
tape and went on
bonking. We went
outside with
baseball bats and tried to
swat the thing or at least
discourage it. We tried finding its
nest, but the
bugger must have known what we were up to and
hid it real well.
Finally, someone told us to get an
inflatable owl and stick it outside the window. We were
skeptical, but at thie point we would have drawn
pentagrams and
sacrificed a
llama if it would have meant getting a
decent night of sleep.
Lo and behold it actually worked, and we didn't see the bird for
weeks.
Until the owl got hit by something and
deflated.
Five minutes later...
BONK.