Ten in the morning…the dawg and I prepare to hunker down and loaf around the front courtyard half the morning. And…and this is when I discover that not one, not two, but ALL THREE of the hummingbird feeders have been stolen from the south side of the house.
Can you imagine? The greedy bastard (or bitch) ripped off ALL THE HUMMINGBIRD FEEDERS from the front yard.
I kinda incline not to replace them.
Yes, the hummers are endlessly charming. But the feeders actually are a bit of a PITA to clean and refill and rehang every few days.
Jeez. What would possess you to steal a stupid little bird feeder? Like…you’ve got nothing better to filch?
Welp…getting new ones will require ordering them from Amazon or traipsing six or eight blocks to the nearest outdoor store. Am I gonna do that?
Probably not.
Think I’ll make a couple of cardboard signs showing an erect f***-you finger and hang that from the empty feeder hooks.