The Birds

I'm not fond of birds. There would always be a nest of them in the ivy outside my window when I was a kid and they would sing and sing especially if they knew I was asleep..or so it seemed. The movie The Birds galvanized my dislike of them. When I bought the house I live in presently I noticed that my house was the only one around that had shutters on the windows and now I know why; the dreaded Passer domesticus or House Sparrow.

My house is the local condo and hotel for these varmints. The incessant cheep-cheeping, the pooping all over the shutters, the damage to the house, etc. has caused me to entertain homicidal thoughts of these furry little bastards.

Too small to shoot they must be eradicated more efficiently. I won't poison them as I can't even do that to mice so perhaps I'll introduce a predator into the neighbourhood. Anyone have a screech owl they are willing to loan me for a month or two? :)