I like owls. All I have is a pair of mourning doves nested in the eaves of my apartment...right by my bedroom. Every morning those fuckers (literally, I suspect) are cooing their pea-sized brains out on my bedroom window sill. It's a wonder I haven't thrown a alarm clock at them. (Or maybe it's because I would have to pay damages to the landlord.)
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I like owls. All I have is a pair of mourning doves nested in the eaves of my apartment...right by my bedroom. Every morning those fuckers (literally, I suspect) are cooing their pea-sized brains out on my bedroom window sill. It's a wonder I haven't thrown a alarm clock at them. (Or maybe it's because I would have to pay damages to the landlord.)