But, it has now gotten past the ridiculous point. I feel like I am living in Alfred Hitchcock land. The bird torments me everyday. "What's knocking around in the washer? Oh, it's just the Bird." "What is loose in the dishwasher? Right, it's Bird." "Who is knocking at the door at this weird time of day? Bird."
|I am *so* that lady.|
Truly, this happens every... single... day. I hear the clawing and for a split second I wonder what is going on. Until I remember.
Today, I decided to provide a... ahhh... deterrent.
It worked for but a moment. Bird was back as soon as I left my post.
I wonder when she'll exhaust herself and stop tormenting me. Her beak and feet have got to be damaged at this point. Bird has even left shmears of something on the windows.
Bird. I beg you. Leave your reflection alone.
PS. Birds seem to be attracted to my house.