Did you get the clues? I'm a murderer. I'm wondering why PETA, the SPCA or the Bird Woman of Midland have not descended upon my doorstep with a warrant in hand.
In my own defense, I didn't mean to kill a baby bird. I was merely trying to discourage his/her mother from building a nest on top of my outdoor speakers. Only two weeks ago, I had cleaned all the dove nests off the rafters before the birds could lay their eggs. I find it quite surprising that in only two short weeks, I not only had two new nests, but a hatchling.
We had a terrible storm last weekend. I imagine the bird being beaned by the golf ball size hail. I think there is a great probability that he was already dead prior to his precipitous fall. I'm not sure why the mother didn't realize she was tending a croaker, but then again, doves aren't exactly brilliant. Anyway, that's my new theory and I'm sticking to it.
Still, I don't think I'll be watching the movie, The Birds, anytime soon. I did notice these two doves staring at me while I was planting flowers this morning, but otherwise, I feel totally confident in my new not-guilty-by-reason-of-prior-death-plea. (Do you think it was just a coincidence that my car was pelted with bird droppings today?)
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