SIDE NOTE - The present participle of the word BINGE is binging. This bothers me. It looks like it would rhyme with ringing. Although some sources claim that BINGEING is acceptable also, that looks even more demented than BINGING. Stuff like this keeps me up at night.
Anyway, I was sitting on my couch when I heard a thud behind me. I had a mini heart attack and jumped up expecting to see one of my kids outside banging on the glass door. Because that's the kind of thing we do in my family. Scare the crap out of each other for fun.
Instead of one of my kids, I saw this:
That's right. A big ole hawk flew into my window. What the heck is it with these birds??? There was the mockingbird that kept me awake for months READ HERE. And there was the committee of vultures that congregated outside my classroom. Did you know a group of resting vultures is called a committee? Now you do. A flying pack of vultures is called a kettle, and a feeding group of vultures is called a wake.
NOTE TO SELF: Stop giving random vocabulary lessons in the middle of your posts.
In short, birds creep me out!
Then, a couple days ago, when Clay opened the front door, he inadvertently let in a lizard. He let a lizard IN the house. I'm okay with lizards. They don't generally freak me out which is a good thing because there are approximately 3 anoles per square foot in this state. But when they come INSIDE . . . well, that's another matter.
Then today as I sat here once again, working hard on my book and not at all playing Words With Friends and procrastinating, I heard another thunk against the patio door. I jumped up, my heart palpitating and looked over the back of the couch expecting to see that stupid hawk again. Nope. No hawk. Instead, I saw this:
It made me remember the glitter frog that infiltrated my apartment. READ HERE.
I tell ya, it's like living in Jurassic Park down here! The wildlife is out to get me!
Delighted to read a blog post from you again, Dawn! It's been much, much too long!
ReplyDeleteI have twice witnessed hawks grab a nest and fly away with it, sending the babies flying. Well not flying as in using their wings- more like careening to their death. Anyway both times I was just out for a walk. Then there was the raccoon mama and her 4 babies who borrowed my blow up pool on my deck for swimning lessons. These creatures know nothing of personal space.
ReplyDeleteSounds like it IS out to get you! I like wildlife but only in the wild.
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