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Bird Baggage

    Hey, everyone. I was thinking about the new TV show with Jerry Springer called Baggage. I really enjoy it. You have a lady picking from 3 men or vice versa. Each contestant has to reveal their quirks one at a time until the largest piece of baggage is revealed and the choice for a date is made. As I sat and watched the birds on my deck I thought about a new game show called Bird Baggage. You could have the yellow bird from sesame street as the master of ceremonies. Contestant #1 could admit that he intentionally does a #2 on the humans who feed him. Contestant #2 says that he eats other birds' eggs as the crowd groans at his wickedness. Contestant #3 would divulge that he swoops down and plucks a hair out of a human's head to help line his nest. ( Tit- Mouse )
    I don't feed the birds anymore. I fed them for years but did they appreciate it? NOoooooooooo! Did they make a mess? YEssssssss! Was it an expense? Yeah. Do I miss them? Yes. We had a big variety of birds and their presence drew other creatures. Raccoons, possums and squirrels, to name a few, came to eat the bird food. Big birds drove away small birds. Picky birds picked out the sunflower seeds and left the little stuff which none of them wanted. We bought bird cakes. (Chunks of suet with fruit or whatever in them) The woodpeckers would crumble the cakes to grab a few peanuts and the rest of the cake would fall to the ground to be wasted. Squirrels ate a hole in a five gallon bucket to get at the seed.
    Cats came from nowhere to sit for hours, patiently watching for their opening to grab the hapless bird who was a bit too focused on his lunch. This reminded me of one of those stupid cartoons from the 1950's until the kill came and I found the violence unsettling. I felt I contributed to the tragic death of a beautiful creature because I baited the trap for a cat to wreak his deadly havoc. The guilt was tough so I drove the cats away rather than kill them. It's hard for me to fault an animal who is just trying to eat.
    There's a new app on the app store called IBird Lite HD. It's very cool. It helps you identify birds, gives pictures and even their recorded calls.  It gives interesting facts and other details. Any birdwatcher would enjoy it. The full version is $4.99. I may buy it. On the other hand, I think that birds have too much baggage and doubtless they feel the same about me. From the former bird retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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