Karma and her BFF's Further Adventures
As karma would have it my adventures with my BFF did not end when we left behind our teen years. No As karma would have it they continued until, Well so far they have not stopped......
Just a few short months ago my BFF and I were hanging out at her house. When BFF said"Oh, No I need to water my plants on the front porch while it is on my mind." "Give me a hand, will you?" She asked. Always one to help out my BFF "Sure." I stated "What can I do?" I asked.
BFF goes to the sink and fills a couple of Plastic Pitchers with water turns to hand me one and says. " I am going to water the plants and then I will give you this pitcher to refill so I don't have to run back and forth."
Sounds simple enough right?
BFF pours water into the first hanging plant hands the Pitcher off to me I shut the front door and walk across the living room to the kitchen where I turn the water on and begin to fill the Pitcher When I hear a shriek come from outside "Oh no." I think I hope BFF did not slip and fall or something. I drop the now full pitcher into the sink and hurry to the door to see if my BFF is okay.
I open the door and she come shrieking into the house yelling"Shut the door, Quick." I slam the door closed. "Are you okay?" I ask. " I am fine, not hurt or anything just got the crap scared out of me." BFF says breathlessly.
"What happened out there." I said BFF sits down to catch her breath and says "I just pissed off two birds, it seems they had a nest built in my plant and when I poured the water in the plant I also gave the birds an unwelcome shower." "I don't think they liked it very much." BFF stated "Because the next thing I know they are trying to peck at my head." "They even went so far as to chase me around the front porch." I tried to look at her with a straight face but a grin was beginning to form. "Oh shut up smart ass." BFF says trying to frown at me then we burst out into a fit of giggles.
About 30 minutes later we decided that maybe the birds had been smart enough to leave so we go through the whole filling of the pitcher again. We go to the front door open it and peek out to make sure the coast is clear. No birds to be seen so BFF steps outside when the bird must have been making like a ninja because the next thing we know Mr. Bird has swooped down for another attack.
BFF and I quickly turn tale and run when before you can say Oh shit the bird has followed us into the house.
What followed next was of Lucy and Ethel/Laverne and Shirley proportions:
The bird swooped and flapped it way though the house. We shooed and swatted at the bird to no avail." Oh crap the bedrooms." BFF says She sprints down the hall closing bedroom doors hoping to at least contain the bird into the living room/kitchen/dinning room area.
At one point the bird came close to beheading itself on the ceiling fan. Mr. Bird was confused he tried to nest in a plastic plant, then he stopped to admire himself in the living room mirror. He took refuge on top of the Fridge, and then on the china cabinet. We were wearing ourselves out chasing him all over the place not to mention he was leaving a trail of poop everywhere.
" Okay Ethel." I say as I grab the broom you go left I will go right. Mr. Bird saw us both coming and took off again. Down the hall he goes only to come back since he had no where to turn.
BFF graps the mop opens the front door and says "Okay Lucy when I say go try to get that damn bird to come my way. I open the Back door just in case he did like the looks of the front door.
Again I go right , BFF goes Left this time Mr. Bird was either too tired or ready to get the hell away the two crazy ladies with brooms yelling at him. At last he dipped and dove his way thru the living room to admire himself once more. Then out the back door he goes.
Need I say more??
As karma would have it my adventures with my BFF did not end when we left behind our teen years. No As karma would have it they continued until, Well so far they have not stopped......
Just a few short months ago my BFF and I were hanging out at her house. When BFF said"Oh, No I need to water my plants on the front porch while it is on my mind." "Give me a hand, will you?" She asked. Always one to help out my BFF "Sure." I stated "What can I do?" I asked.
BFF goes to the sink and fills a couple of Plastic Pitchers with water turns to hand me one and says. " I am going to water the plants and then I will give you this pitcher to refill so I don't have to run back and forth."
Sounds simple enough right?
BFF pours water into the first hanging plant hands the Pitcher off to me I shut the front door and walk across the living room to the kitchen where I turn the water on and begin to fill the Pitcher When I hear a shriek come from outside "Oh no." I think I hope BFF did not slip and fall or something. I drop the now full pitcher into the sink and hurry to the door to see if my BFF is okay.
I open the door and she come shrieking into the house yelling"Shut the door, Quick." I slam the door closed. "Are you okay?" I ask. " I am fine, not hurt or anything just got the crap scared out of me." BFF says breathlessly.
"What happened out there." I said BFF sits down to catch her breath and says "I just pissed off two birds, it seems they had a nest built in my plant and when I poured the water in the plant I also gave the birds an unwelcome shower." "I don't think they liked it very much." BFF stated "Because the next thing I know they are trying to peck at my head." "They even went so far as to chase me around the front porch." I tried to look at her with a straight face but a grin was beginning to form. "Oh shut up smart ass." BFF says trying to frown at me then we burst out into a fit of giggles.
About 30 minutes later we decided that maybe the birds had been smart enough to leave so we go through the whole filling of the pitcher again. We go to the front door open it and peek out to make sure the coast is clear. No birds to be seen so BFF steps outside when the bird must have been making like a ninja because the next thing we know Mr. Bird has swooped down for another attack.
BFF and I quickly turn tale and run when before you can say Oh shit the bird has followed us into the house.
What followed next was of Lucy and Ethel/Laverne and Shirley proportions:
The bird swooped and flapped it way though the house. We shooed and swatted at the bird to no avail." Oh crap the bedrooms." BFF says She sprints down the hall closing bedroom doors hoping to at least contain the bird into the living room/kitchen/dinning room area.
At one point the bird came close to beheading itself on the ceiling fan. Mr. Bird was confused he tried to nest in a plastic plant, then he stopped to admire himself in the living room mirror. He took refuge on top of the Fridge, and then on the china cabinet. We were wearing ourselves out chasing him all over the place not to mention he was leaving a trail of poop everywhere.
" Okay Ethel." I say as I grab the broom you go left I will go right. Mr. Bird saw us both coming and took off again. Down the hall he goes only to come back since he had no where to turn.
BFF graps the mop opens the front door and says "Okay Lucy when I say go try to get that damn bird to come my way. I open the Back door just in case he did like the looks of the front door.
Again I go right , BFF goes Left this time Mr. Bird was either too tired or ready to get the hell away the two crazy ladies with brooms yelling at him. At last he dipped and dove his way thru the living room to admire himself once more. Then out the back door he goes.
Need I say more??
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