Doesn’t she realize that my house is sporting a brand new paint job, the first one ever done by a professional and not yours truly and husband. It’s not even six months old and it is covered in moss, mud, twigs, and bird crap!
Can’t even open the front door without being dive bombed. She has even had the nerve to fly in my house uninvited and flap at me like I’m the problem.
It gets better, she thinks my new front porch is her urinal (yup that’s the evidence).
My “male” neighbor laughed and told me to take the nest down and replace it with a slanted piece of flashing that would make it impossible to rebuild blah, blah, blah….
I really stopped listening after “take the nest down” because I immediately thought, I can’t do that. She is a mother, building a home for her future family. I may not like her choices, her arrogant nature, her rude inconsiderate personality nor especially her hygiene, but at the end of the day she is a Momma (or about to become one). This Momma bird is one hard working little critter. It would appear that she is building this nest single handedly and I have to admit quite impressively.
So, while we don’t see eye to eye on just about anything, we don’t have to, she is a Momma and for that reason alone she has my respect! I just wish she would clean up after herself…