Terror in Paradise

We recently acquired a nesting pair of mourning doves on our front porch. Well, I assume its a pair although you only ever see one dove guarding the nest.

Bird 1

I figure that one day, they discovered the nice sheltered area on our porch and thought that they had found the perfect spot to set up their nest and raise their little baby doves. They had found paradise.

And so they assiduously built their nest and laid their eggs and settled into Eden to await the arrival of the little ones.

And then, terror in paradise.

The Littlest Brewster loves birds. She gets so excited when she sees one that she shrieks and starts yelling “Bird! Bird! Birdy!” at the top of her lungs. Over and over and over. And she repeats this process every time we enter or exit the house, so at least 4 times a day.

I think that may be why the dove in the above picture looks so on edge. He or she never knows when the screaming banshee will appear and assault their delicate ears ((I’m assuming they have ears.)). But it’s too late to move. They’ve committed. They have an egg. They’re here for the duration.

It just goes to show you that what you think may be your paradise may turn out to be your worst nightmare.

Poor birds.

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  1. Pingback: Terror in Paradise, Part Deux | BeerCat Brewing

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