While sitting on the deck at lunch, I noticed some white spots on the chairs. It was bird poop.
Apparently, this gorgeous tree above our deck is home to some birds that don’t appreciate it when we eat outside. In fact, I swear a robin that dove down from the tree was gunning for me. He could probably tell I was eating
his cousin chicken.
Two thoughts come to mind:
a) I need a shotgun
b) I need a lid for my iced tea…..and possibly a rain coat.