Remember last year when I told you about this hard red-headed thing that kept watching me up at 6:45 AM EVERY MORNING? Well, it's back.....earlier than last year.
Let's set the stage: It 5:55 AM. Two people and a dog are slumbering blissfully. The alarm clocks are due to ring any moment, signaling the start to another hectic day. But, they have 5 minutes left in dreamland.
Suddenly, a sharp staccato noise - stimilar to a machine gun shooting inside a metal barrel - shakes them from their dreams.
The pecker is back!
The snow is still on the ground, the robins are still South, but that damn woodpecker is back in action. Every year, he gets up at the ass crack of dawn and starts pecking at the metal flashing on our chimney.
So, just like last year, TH had to run outside and toss rocks up on the roof until he flew away. This morning, the outfit du jour was a Rush concert t-shirt and workboots. That's it. He was naked from the waist down, all the while, yelling "Get the fuck away from our house"
Never a dull moment at our house. Interesting that all the fun happens when we're naked.