The bird. His name is Drib.
The nest. Wouldn't be my first choice but very "green", which is so in right now.
That
bird that was trying to get in my bathroom window because, I believed, he wanted to eat me,
slap flap me, do extreme bodily harm? Well, he lives here. Yeah. Rude huh? Didn't even ask. Doesn't even pay rent. And, between you and me, I don't think he went to college or has a decent paying job. Of course, I would be guessing. He's gone and fashioned himself
herself? [for the sake of this post Drib will be referred to as a "he" because I have not done a genital check on the bird - oh, and get this: I totally caught some pigeon on pigeon action in my backyard. They were totally doing it. In the daylight.] a mud nest under the eaves of my roof just outside the bathroom window. Or as they say in the real estate world: Location, Location, LOCATION! Drib is an early riser and is quite noisy about it. Fortunately for him he hasn't thrown any wild late night parties yet, so he can stay. For now. I'm still trying to figure out what kind of bird he is. The possibilities are Nuthatch, Swallow, Finch, or Robin. I'm leaning heavily towards Robin. [Drib is blue as in "color" not as in "melancholy"] Eliminated possibilities: Crow, Buzzard, Duck, nor the Blue tailed or Longtailed Tit. It's not a Blue-Footed Boobie or any other kind of Boobie, for that matter. And definitely not a Penguin. I'm not so scared of him anymore and as a matter of fact he's quite friendly. He goes all "voyeur" during our morning rituals, and we're all like, "Hi Birdie!" and he answers with some quick head twists :left eye! right eye! left eye! right eye!: then he'll fly away to his other favorite spot; the wall at the edge of my yard to get those heart palpitations under control because the humans spoke to him. But quicker than you can say ROAST SQUAB! He's back. And we're all, "there's that crazy bird". And he darts left and right -
I'm over here. Now I'm here. Now I'm there. I'm over here. Here. There. Here. There.- He's there all day. Bumping, knocking, and pecking. He's destroying my window. It's like Shitfest '08. So, I took a picture of him and totally crossed the line. He's not a picture taking kind of bird. He was not amused.
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:left eye! right eye! left eye! right eye!: LOL!
Okay, in my professional opinion, which in all honesty is not all THAT professional, that is also not a robin. Something's not quite right about the head for a robin and I don't think robins make that kind of nest. Maybe he's a titmouse. I'm sorry. I just like saying titmouse.
This may sound cruel, but knock that nest down a couple of times and 'he' will go away. Do it before little ones show up.
Put a 'do not park here' sign and those assholes from your school will park there. Then the bird can crap on their cars instead of your house.
I could also send you a BB gun, which is also handy but a bit more permanent solution...
Titmouse.
-Stu
I'm with madame queen, definitely not a robin. While Robin eggs are blue, I don't believe that Robin's themselves are blue. My vote is for swallow. We're inundated with them around these parts and the net is what gives it away. That, and my VAST knowledge of The Audobon Society Bird Book.
Too small to be a robin. Also, not a titmouse because they have mohawks (I'm serious--google 'em). I'm kind of thinking wren or sparrow or something like that, but wth do I know? (The answer to that is almost nothing about birds).
I like him/her. Definitely a keeper.
I find the baby birds in the tree right outside my bedroom window entertaining--for about 1 early morning. After that, I'd go running for my shotgun if I had one!
Thanks for introducing me to Drib...so tell me what bands play at Shitfest '08? I might want to come and see...;)
I was really rooting for some sort of tit or boobie. 'Cause, you know. I go for funny.
Shitfest '08 may surpass Woodstock as the outdoor concert event of all time. I hear tickets are hard to come by.
"left eye! right eye! left eye! right eye!" made me laugh out loud. You're a funny girl.
Aptly named, a bird named Drib. First you get some bird sex in the daytime. Next thing you know, the coons will move in with their 2nd cousins and you'll have a bachelor pad of mice taking up residency under your porch. Ah nature.
We had a male cardinal that for FIFTEEN MONTHS flew at my living room window every two minutes. Did you know birds produce snot? Well they do, we had to scrape the windows constantly!
Knock the nest down and put a fake snake hanging near that area.
Bye, Bye, Birdie!!
Oh yes. Having a birdie nesting in your roof means hours of fun for the whole famile, and you get the added bonus of proclaiming your 'greenness' (is that a word yet?) to all and sundry...
...right up to the time the bird lice start crawling down the walls of your bedroom.
Ew.
I think it's good luck to have a bird nest on your house. Or maybe that's find one in your Christmas tree. Either way, it'll be fun to watch the babies hatch and all.
I'd go with "it's a girl", and not a robin. I don't detect a red breast.
~~Did you know birds produce snot? Well they do, we had to scrape the windows constantly!~~
That might not be snot.
Just sayin'.
yeah, head looks too flat and Drib looks too small to be a robin...thinking a wren of some sort? Plus, the little mud-hut is kinda throwing me off, too.
we have a pair of mourning doves that live with us during the warmer months. Since Virginia has had a freakishly mild winter, they came back a little early and were hanging out on the deck out back, and in the yard. Funny thing is that the dogs don't bother those two birds when they're all in the yard at once, and the birds don't fly away. Very strange.
Definitely not a robin, but that's about all I know of the birdworld. Sorry, the dribworld.
We had a similar problem with a robin that was trying to mate with "the bird" in our car's side mirror. It crapped all over the side of the car as it jumped up to court the "other bird" We had to cover the mirror with a tube sock.
So, majority rules. Not a robin. I am stumped. Drib is blue with a greyish chest and a red neck. Discuss.
No bb guns.
Bird lice did not need to be mentioned out loud. Now I'm itchy!
Tickets on sale now for Shitfest '08!
titmouse
LOL. Omg. Laughing out loud alone in my room just occurred. Numerous times! I want to meet Drib. Sounds like my type.
He does look kind of pissed in this picture. Poor guy. Camera shy and now he has to put up with your revealing all. Is nothing sacred?
I just love this continuing saga of Drib.
SWALLOW. COMES EVERY YEAR TO THE SCV.
WASH DOWN THE NEST. IT WILL MOVE AWAY
oh my.
From the sounds of it, I'm guessing a Pterodactyl. But, I'm not sure.
Thanks "anonymous"!
Lulu~ If it weren't for the largeness and the extinctness of the Pterodactyl, I would be in total agreement.
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