Dirty Birdies and Pretty Angels

Hello everybody. This is the Daily Bone and I'm your diligent doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel. 

We continue to have very cold weather here in Western New York. I went out yesterday morning when it was 1ºF, and got smacked in the face with -20ºF wind chill and blowing snow! But don't worry. I only stay outside for five minutes or so. Today it was -3º when I went out. Fortunately, the wind has died down now.

Whoosh!

The birdies are eating tons of food in order to stay alive in this arctic cold. We have to refill the window box feeder two times a day! We do have fun watching them, though. 

Here comes a starling. 

And here comes that cowbird again!

There's Debbie Dove flying around.

The gang at Sparrows Incorporated Country Club in the Sticks are very funny to watch. They all line up on the top of the wooden glider. More sit in the sticks on the left side. When they get spooked, the whole bunch dive into the snow covered stick pile and disappear. Oh, and the wind carved the snow to look like angels on the seat of the glider. Very classy!

A lot of the birdies sit on the bottom part of the glider. They often zoom in and out of that spot.

I went out to pay them another visit and see if they've been cleaning up after themselves. 

It was pretty smelly back there!

Check it out! Yes, all that stuff on the snow is birdie poop! 

I'm going to have to lodge a complaint if this keeps up! But I couldn't find the Sparrows Inc. CEO Mr. Seedcruncher today. I'm sure he'd tell his huge extended family to stop making such a mess.

I'm sorry to say, ghostwriter was a bit worried about me catching some kind of parasites from all that birdie poop. I think Dad is going to grind up that entire stick pile when the weather warms up. 

Meanwhile, the cowbird sat on the feeder, showing off his shiny feathers, and eating snow. And then he made a big slimy poop on the window! (We're not going to show you that!)

Good grief! Well, I hope all the birdies survive this bitter cold. But I do think the smorgasboard will end as soon as it warms up. That should be about next Wednesday. We'll probably be out of seeds by then too.









Wait a minute … what's that?

You had a 40 pound bag of birdie seeds and now it's almost gone? Holy moley! That means there's probably 40 pounds of birdie poop in the stick pile! Yipes! 

One of our readers, foleymonsterandpocket, was wondering if that cowbird is maybe an angel coming to visit us. Well, Miss Ginger had lovely glossy black furs with tan points. But I don't think she'd be so rude as to poop on the window. We think the little chickadees are the angels.