We have 100s of them (so it seems) on the loading dock at my work. They are fun to watch because they remind me of little fighter jets zooming around. We also had an unusually large # fall out of nests this ear, the poor things!
Lisa, they love my porch as long as it is white. When we painted the house a light green, they quit coming. Now it is white again(not my choice) and they are back. They catch lots of insects buzzing around.
At least they don't borrow the car and burn your gas, ask if they could have an after prom party at your house, whine about going to community college even though it's cheaper than a traditional four year school even though they have no clue what their major is-they just want the "college" experience, look at you like you have two heads when you ask if that banana peel on their bedroom floor is a leftover chemistry experiment, declare they are going to get a tattoo when they turn 18 but "don't worry, you won't see it", leave half-full cans of Diet Coke everywhere but the refrigerator, and break your heart when you know your high school graduate isn't a little girl anymore. At least they don't poop on the driveway.
Ha! So nice of them. The least they could've done is clean up after themselves!
ReplyDeleteSherry, you got that right!
DeleteWe have 100s of them (so it seems) on the loading dock at my work. They are fun to watch because they remind me of little fighter jets zooming around. We also had an unusually large # fall out of nests this ear, the poor things!
ReplyDeleteLisa, they love my porch as long as it is white. When we painted the house a light green, they quit coming. Now it is white again(not my choice) and they are back. They catch lots of insects buzzing around.
DeleteI had a few in my garage years ago
ReplyDeleteAdam, they are good to have around. They eat lots of insects.
DeleteAt least they don't borrow the car and burn your gas, ask if they could have an after prom party at your house, whine about going to community college even though it's cheaper than a traditional four year school even though they have no clue what their major is-they just want the "college" experience, look at you like you have two heads when you ask if that banana peel on their bedroom floor is a leftover chemistry experiment, declare they are going to get a tattoo when they turn 18 but "don't worry, you won't see it", leave half-full cans of Diet Coke everywhere but the refrigerator, and break your heart when you know your high school graduate isn't a little girl anymore.
ReplyDeleteAt least they don't poop on the driveway.
Al, my little girl isn't such a little girl either. Where does the time go?
DeleteI think it just disappears. Like my feet.
DeleteYuck.
ReplyDeleteGail, it's OK. Honeyman will be doing the honors. :)
DeleteHa!
DeleteI used to love watching the barn swallows nest in our barn growing up. They are such graceful flyers, they're a joy to watch.
ReplyDeleteSusan, yes they are. They are still all flying together in a family group.
DeleteSomebody should invent bird diapers...
ReplyDeleteWouldn't that be nice, Alex!
DeleteTrack them down and hand them a hose. How dare they!
ReplyDeleteI know! They are very rude.
DeleteEwwww, at least the cat buries his haha
ReplyDeleteI do have an outdoor cat that doesn't bury. But, she's got some mental issues so I let it be.
DeleteNot the poop, the fact that she leaves it above ground.
DeleteSee Al's comment again. Who could top that?
ReplyDeleteAt least they will never be forgotten.
xoRobyn
Very true, Robyn.
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