He's staring at me, isn't he? |
They were surprisingly resistant to all hints. I thought it might have been because I was shouting in English, so I switched to German: "Haut ab! Weg mit euch! Blöde Tauben!'" But that didn't work either.
And no wonder. The first rule of real estate is: Location, location, location, and in pigeon terms, there's no better location than in a disused flower holder beside our balcony door. Mama Pigeon has built herself a nest, laid eggs and spends her day in there, glaring malevolently when Mr Gingerbread and I turn up for a staring match.
Can you detect the malice in her eyes? |
See, that's just about all we're capable of doing right now. The Brothers Gingerbread had a selection of Pigeon Eviction Strategies, but many of them involved scenes of mild cruelty to the
So all I can do is visit our little squatters on a regular basis and talk to the mother pigeon to make her feel as uncomfortable as possible. ("Yes, I can see you. No, staying stock-still doesn't make you invisible. I'm here to tell you that I am not happy about this AT ALL. I don't appreciate you or Mr Pigeon pooping all over our balcony and I'm not sure I want a flock of baby pigeons doing their business on our garden furniture, either.") She unflinchingly stares me down, the wench. I'm being intimidated by a bird.
This might seem cruel, but this weekend Mr G and his DIY Partner In Crime are laying decking on our balcony ...
The result of Mr Gingerbread's trip to Man Nirvana: The DIY Store! |
5 comments:
Wow, you have found the answer to a haunting question: where are all the baby pigeons??
http://www.straightdope.com/columns/read/16/where-are-all-the-baby-pigeons
:)
Lol! Are you familiar with http://thepigeonloftuk.blogspot.com/ ?
Very funny ... but no malice, just a wary, healthy respect for things she doesn't trust. :)
Let me try this again. That was me about my brother wiping out my parents' supplies. Trying to check in with Google is not working. Bypassing it is the way to go?
~ Carla ~
Just be careful of bird mites! We had a sweet little sparrow nest outside my son's bedroom. Once the babies were out and they were all gone, the bird mites had nowhere to go but into my son's open window.
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