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Of Bums, Roofs, and Woodpeckers

In view that the kerfufel at the Kingdom e-list, the Merry Rose, has prompted me to hit the "delete" key on a consistent basis, I have a public announcement to make:

My bum hurts.

No, it doesn't hurt due to the mud-slinging at the Merry Rose. It hurts because this morning I attended my first spinning class, and now I am totally bum sore.

It was awesome.

Brownie points because last night I attended our very lively rapier practice, whereas my bum muscles got duly exercised, as was my core, hamstrings, biceps and triceps among other ones that are still lurking in there. So this morning's spinning session has left me wishing that my chair at work had more cushioning.

Yay me!

In other news, tomorrow the fine folks from Terminix will come and inspect our roof. It appears that for the past year some birds have decided to nest on the rafters, and they have been driving me bananas since.

Given that our home is of a 1950's California contemporary design, with the high vaulted ceilings and wood beams, their scratching and screeching are not exactly music to my ears early in the morning. They have been quiet during the cold season, but as soon as we have a nice day, the chirping and scratching begins and the Belfebe starts wishing that there was a way that she could throw a shoe at the darned things.

And then, there is the woodpecker . . .


We will be talking to the guys tomorrow and see if there is a humane way of doing this. No point in hurting the little guys. I just want them to take their scratching and screeching elsewhere.

And by elsewhere, I mean not my roof.

I think that I'll request that they get shipped, woodpecker and all, to the fine folks at the Merry Rose.

And then, I'll have to do is hit the delete key.

Bliss . . .


( 8 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 21st, 2009 04:14 am (UTC)
I hope you have faster success with the birds than I did with my desquirilification.
Feb. 21st, 2009 04:46 am (UTC)
Let's hear it for hope
Feb. 21st, 2009 12:41 pm (UTC)
When I was much younger and we were all more foolish, I had a friend pestered by a woodpecker. One cold and snowy morning he'd had enough. So he grabbed his loaded shotgun, ran out into the snow in his underwear, and blasted the woodpecker clean off the house. Thereby, we figure, breaking at least 4 laws in the process.
Feb. 21st, 2009 12:52 pm (UTC)
Tempting . . . Ohhhh, so tempting . . .
Feb. 21st, 2009 01:28 pm (UTC)
Isn't it though? ;-)
Feb. 22nd, 2009 02:39 am (UTC)
I had a woodpecker problem three years ago...

What worked for me was an approach called visual deterrence. I figured out where the woodpeckers were pecking, and I hung some cheap reflective mylar type party favors on the side of the house. They spin in the wind, and reflect images onto the woodpecker. Scares them off the house siding, and is completely humane.

I feel for you, since it's a real nuisance and pain in the butt to deal with the noise and damage.

Feb. 22nd, 2009 06:11 pm (UTC)
That's a good idea. Worth trying. Thanks.
Feb. 23rd, 2009 03:04 am (UTC)
If you try this and it works, let me know. I'm not absolutely sure if the "Visual Deterrence" worked, or if the woodpeckers just moved on because it was time for them to move on. If this works for you, it would be really nice to know.

The idea of visual deterrence isn't my idea, I scrounged it off the intrawebz....

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