One Fierce Bird

We've got a fierce bird on our hands. Yesterday, I wrote about Blanca's squawk that drives Ted mad in the mornings.

Today, as I was quietly taking a break from my work to eat some pad thai, Blanca flys up to the window and starts pecking the pane trying to get at my noodles! At first, it was funny, and then I realized she might actually crack the window so I removed my noodle bowl from the scene.

Are we not feeding our birds enough? Or is there something else going on here? Please do advise.

Blanca vs. Ted

Things at the Compound were nice and tranquil for a long while (hence the lack of posts), but around the time of Day Light Savings, the goings-on have become quite heated. Let me introduce the players:

BLANCA

vs.

TED

As soon as the sun rises, Blanca begins her squwak. And, it's not just any ole chicken squwak. It's an ear-piercing, blood-curdiling, angry hollar. It's as if she's saying, "Get the Hell out of bed and give me some scraps, damn-it, right now, PLEEEASE!"

Ted looks out our bedroom window and the two make the above faces at each other.

He takes Blanca's hollar as a personal affront to his morning sleep-time and has begun punishing her by locking her, and only her, up in the coop and giving the other girls some sweet grass.

He claims he's going to fry her up one of these days.

I'll keep you posted.....