I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Morning comes too early. Here I am, minding my own business, and all of a sudden, peep, peep, peep, squawk, squawk, squawk, caw, caw, caw, tweet, tweet, tweet. Why are you laughing, Lady Human? This is serious.
Me: Oh, just the tweet, tweet, tweet complaint. It’s nothing. It’s a human thing.
Stella: No, it is a bird thing! Go out there and tell those loud mouths to be quiet!
Me: I am glad they are here. There were no songbirds around here for a long time.
Stella: That’s because we bulldogs were chasing them off.
Me: Actually, it’s because grackles showed up in droves…no, that would be cattle. They showed up in a flock, or rather, an “annoyance” and they took over. The other types of birds left.
Stella: Annoyance. Yes. That’s it. Tell those annoying birds to be quiet! If I don’t get to bark my silly head off, they don’t get to open their loud mouths.
Me: Are you saying that you have a silly head?
Stella: What? No! Who said that? Who called my head silly?
Me: You did. Just then.
Stella: My silly head is not the issue, Lady Human! Tell those silly-headed birds to stop the noise. If I don’t get to be a silly head, they don’t either.
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