...and unexpected 'other' things
I was driving into town this morning when the sky fell on me.
It sounded like the huge drops that plop onto your car roof from overhanging trees after a heavy rain - a staccato rapping of something big.
Evidently I was driving under a flock of birds. Nine direct hits on my windshield, 14 total individual messes on the car altogether - I was so stunned by how 'personal' their attack was, I had to get out and count! And all of them virtually simultaneous. I could barely see out the windshield to finish my drive.
And of course, while it rained ferociously yesterday, today is only cloudy, allowing the poo to dry out as I drove along. For all to see. It's embarrassing, actually.
Such a coordinated attack surely had to have been planned. Synchronized. Targeted. Those little buggers had to have been 'saving up.' There must have been a signal to the group - "make it dirty - NOW!"
I shudder to think.
posted by Cathy @ 12:26 PM
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7 Comments:
The birds must be quarreling with the raccoon.
Ha ha! And eeeewwwww! I hope you hadn't just washed your car.
Aren't you glad that cows don't fly!
Aaaannnnd.... Notice which segment of the family "flocked" to this particular entry. Lauren must be the only sensible one of the lot. It's probably a good thing that Mark doesn't have the Internet at his new house.
Or Lauren just doesn't have high-speed internet at home and it took her a little longer to see this post. Gross.
Gee, I'm really missing Mark here...
I personally think that she is bragging and not complaining. We don't wash cars up here very often, why bother, but this time Cathy's car got cleaned up pronto.
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