Put my last blueberry cage over my Premier and walked back to the porch and looked at the cage. A mockingbird flew on top and then went up and down looking for a way to get in. This went on for a few minute and it finally gave up. What a good rush of adrenalin. Bill
Yes. Definitely, yes.
Heh, heh, heh.
With me it’s the cat bird, they squawk and I just smile.
I wouldn’t call that revenge. A blast from a shotgun would be revenge.