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No idea how the picture ended up sideways? I was going through some photos and found a picture of a Cardinal sitting on my truck mirror. That brought back the memory of that silly creature. Last Spring I was sitting in my office when I heard a tap tap tap. I had no idea what it was and then heard it again. I looked out of my window and saw this little Cardinal sitting on the mirror of my truck. I kept watching him flit down and back to the top of the mirror. He reminded me of my little parakeet Chico, admiring himself in the mirror, or flirting with what he thought was another bird. At first I though it was really cute, but as time went by, that little bird was making a huge mess on that mirror. He eventually found the mirror on the passenger side and did the same thing. After that, he found the mirrors on my other truck and proceeded to do the same to them. I couldn't drive anywhere until I cleaned off the mess from that darn bird! Windex and paper towels were left in my trucks at all times. Then I started covering the mirrors with those plastic grocery bags to keep him off of them, but if I didn't put them back on as soon as I got home, he was back to business as usual. That crazy bird even followed me when I drove away, cussing me for taking his girl friend away! Well, one morning all was quiet, didn't see the little guy anywhere, no tapping, nothing. I thought he had moved on, well, I was wrong. The high winds had ripped the plastic bag off the passenger mirror of my newer truck and when I went out to take them off to head to town, I noticed blood on the door of my truck and a tiny little red feather stuck to it. I was so sad! That little bird was driving me crazy, but I didn't want him dead. All I can figure out is that the neighbor's black cat got him while he was admiring himself in the mirror. There must be some kind of moral to the story here, or some kind of saying that goes along with it, but all I can come up with is: Vanity Kills
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No idea how the picture ended up sideways? I was going through some photos and found a picture of a Cardinal sitting on my truck mirror. That brought back the memory of that silly creature. Last Spring I was sitting in my office when I heard a tap tap tap. I had no idea what it was and then heard it again. I looked out of my window and saw this little Cardinal sitting on the mirror of my truck. I kept watching him flit down and back to the top of the mirror. He reminded me of my little parakeet Chico, admiring himself in the mirror, or flirting with what he thought was another bird. At first I though it was really cute, but as time went by, that little bird was making a huge mess on that mirror. He eventually found the mirror on the passenger side and did the same thing. After that, he found the mirrors on my other truck and proceeded to do the same to them. I couldn't drive anywhere until I cleaned off the mess from that darn bird! Windex and paper towels were left in my trucks at all times. Then I started covering the mirrors with those plastic grocery bags to keep him off of them, but if I didn't put them back on as soon as I got home, he was back to business as usual. That crazy bird even followed me when I drove away, cussing me for taking his girl friend away! Well, one morning all was quiet, didn't see the little guy anywhere, no tapping, nothing. I thought he had moved on, well, I was wrong. The high winds had ripped the plastic bag off the passenger mirror of my newer truck and when I went out to take them off to head to town, I noticed blood on the door of my truck and a tiny little red feather stuck to it. I was so sad! That little bird was driving me crazy, but I didn't want him dead. All I can figure out is that the neighbor's black cat got him while he was admiring himself in the mirror. There must be some kind of moral to the story here, or some kind of saying that goes along with it, but all I can come up with is: Vanity Kills WE HAD TO WRITE A PAPER ON THE MEANING. I THINK IFAILED HAAHHAAH THE DAYS WILL END ... TIME WILL BE ETERNAL
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Sometimes birds do the strangest things! Here, I have a flicker [a small member of the woodpecker family] which loves to tap on one of the metal roof vents at about 6:30 am every morning in the Spring. Fortunately I'm always up before it starts~~ LOLOL
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This is Senior Friend Finder. Ya just never know what will happen when you write a blog  We get a lot of birds in our back yard. It is fun to watch them through the kitchen window or sit on the covered back porch. We do it a lot. Somedays we sit on the back porch when the weather is nice and have our lunner (lunch/dinner). Lunner is our main meal and an ice cream bar or ice cream for a snack in the evening. Off to fix our lunner and eat on the back porch. Each of us have a large wooden tray and our plates goes on them. It is so nice today so that is probably where we will eat.
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Birds can make an awful mess at times, especially on the clothes line. Many a time I had to rewash soiled laundry from the line. Hard to be mad at them though, they are such beautiful little creatures.  Your little feathered friend came to a very sad end. The sneaky cat must have pounced and took him by surprise . That's one thing I don't like about cats. 
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One morning when I got up there were two crows sitting on the telephone wire in front of my balcony. It was funny watching them. I couldn't figure out at first why they were rocking back and forth until it dawned on me they were cawing. When they caw they rock balanced on the wire. Then the female was nuzzling the male's feathers. It was so cute. I kind of wondered if the male crow was asking her when she was going to lay her eggs. I am sure most of this is exaggeration on my part. But it makes for an interesting story.
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4/1/2022 10:37 pm |
Sometimes birds do the strangest things! Here, I have a flicker [a small member of the woodpecker family] which loves to tap on one of the metal roof vents at about 6:30 am every morning in the Spring. Fortunately I'm always up before it starts~~ LOLOL
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Thanks for the chuckle, but sorry he came to such a disastrous ending. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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Sounds like a bird of prey or a cat got him, sad. I (and many others) have the same problem over here with what we call a Pee Wee or Murray Magpie. It's a smaller version of our common Magpie. People have used mirrors to catch birds such as peacocks, they just cant help themselves. Judgment Day will be interesting - and all paths lead there.
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