I had a realization today. Do y’all remember a few weeks ago when I wrote about being stalked by cardinal birds? Well, ever since that post went live I have not seen another cardinal on my daily walks. Not. One. Cardinal. I’ve seen blue jays and robins. I’ve seen tiny finches and other birds that I don’t even know their names. Hell, I even saw a few vultures eating what appeared to be some squirrel roadkill but not one cardinal. I find that very strange and I’m not sure what to make of it.
Additionally, some of you will remember Phyllis and George the Mallard duck pair. They seemed to have gone away sometime in May. We finally got the pool clean and ready for swimming and the pump broke, so we fixed it and then it broke again. When it was finally fixed, here comes Phyllis and George. Poor Phyllis, I think she’s a couple of sandwiches shy of a picnic because right around Memorial day she laid her eggs either in the water or on the deck and they rolled into the water. She left and we thought she was gone for good. It would make sense that they would migrate by now because it’s hot as Satan’s armpit. Nope, a couple of nights ago they landed gracefully into the pool while we were eating dinner. I calmly walked out and told them they could hang out in the yard but not in our pool. They have tried to come a few times but mostly the cycle is they land, we come out and tell them to get out of the pool and they fly off before they can poop in the pool. We’ll see how much longer this goes on.
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