So first, it was “Earthworms on sale” and now “Pigeon soup anyone?”
Is there always a plan B to
irritate me? For instance, the previous room where I stayed, every morning greeted
me with dozens and dozens of creepy earthworms free fielding on the bathroom
floor. Now I have the pigeons. Its four a.m. and they would use their complete
cooing (or whatever the sound of a pigeon is referred to as) power to wake me
up wildly from a sweet sleep. To add to my woes is the broken kitchen window
from where they enter inside and make the kitchen a birdhouse in the true sense.
What began with one pigeon is now the playground of three happy pigeons. So,
they fly in and out as if it’s their own territory and irritate me by their
sound and all I can do is get up and shoo them away… Almost every morning I
imagine myself making a pigeon soup (Don’t get it wrong, I am an animal lover
otherwise, I mean a virtual pigeon soup) I am so aghast and sleepy… zzzzzzzzzzz
So, pigeon soup anyone?
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