They keep crashing into the windows. Today we've had 3 already. Mostly starlings, so I don't feel bad about them. Lucky the hummers are smarter and better flyers. The crashes aren't always fatal, but enough are that I've got to shovel them off my deck. Guess its the reflection and they think its still sky.
Unhappy ammo seeker
Mu mom used to put black cut-outs of birds of prey on her windows, seemed to work...
I've got these on one of my windows. They're clear static-cling decals that reflect light on a wavelength birds can see but humans can't.
"I'm yet another resource-consuming kid in an overpopulated planet, raised to an alarming extent by Hollywood and Madison Avenue, poised with my cynical and alienated peers to take over the world when you're old and weak!" - Calvin, "Calvin & Hobbes"
|Too soon old, |
too late smart
Just be glad Tinkerbell hasn't smacked into your window.
|Who Woulda |
Why doesn't the bird swerve when he sees his reflection coming at him head on?
Every summer the Hummingbirds fly into my shop and even with four large roll-up doors can't figure how to fly out... Then, the stupid Cardinals sit on the windows of my truck and attack themselves in the side mirrors and the chrome on the bumpers while crapping all over the side of the doors. Had one last year that constantly attacked the window in the laundry room.
I called Fish and Game and they said I can't kill them. This year a beautiful Sharp Shinned Hawk showed up and has been taking a toll on the song birds, must have a nest around close.
"We the people are the rightful masters of both Congress and the courts, not to overthrow the Constitution but to overthrow the men who pervert the Constitution" - Abraham Lincoln
"I have been driven many times upon my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had nowhere else to go" - Abraham Lincoln
they been pecking at the mirrors on my LeSabre, and then pooping on the car.
Safety, Situational Awareness and proficiency.
Neck Ties, Hats and ammo brass, Never ,ever touch'em w/o asking first
|The Unmanned Writer|
Sounds like something out of Storks (the animation).
Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul.
Help, I'm having premonitions of future flashbacks.
Only in an insane world are the sane considered insane.
Some people listen to the noise of the world,
And some people listen to the quiet.
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