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This is NOT Your Haven

17 years ago

I swear, I'm going to paint a sign and hang it on my front door!

I kind of got use to the weirdness that came with living in my old house. After the first year of living there, I always referred to it as the portal to h*ll. I never knew from one day to the next what I'd find when I stepped outside...black cats on my chimney, mourning doves that begged me to pick them up, frogs in the house, little green lizards running amok, baby turtles crossing the walk, voles swimming in the pool, hawks feasting on who knows what on the back lawn, rabbits taking up residence under the composter...the list goes on and on.

But that was my old life. I left that behind. Hey Mother Nature...IT'S OVER, TIME TO MOVE ON, THANKYOUVERYMUCH!

Evidently, she's out to prove me wrong.

First it was the little mounds of dirt that popped up almost overnight. OK, so maybe there are voles. Or moles. Or whatever those underground rodents are. Duly noted. I'll not plant anything precious in the ground.

Then it was the rabbit droppings in the yard. Good grief! I live in the C I T Y now, those rabbits that took up residence at the old house couldn't possibly have followed me, right? But, yet, there are the telltale traces of them. And the dogs seem to think they're some special treat meant especially for them. ICK. Bad enough I have to do doo-doo duty, but dingleberry duty too? Sigh...

Last month, I set a chaise on the front porch. The next day, I noticed that the birds thought it was their new roost. I left the chaise but put the pad in the shed. Didn't see any more birds. Until tonight.

Took the trash out around 6 pm, it was a bit dark but since I know where the trash can is (on the side of the porch), why turn on a light? I caught movement from the corner of my eye and jumped. Pulled a muscle in my shoulder, too. Of course, THEN I turned on the light. A cardinal, sitting calmly on a plant hook under the porch roof. OK, no problem. Sit there my friend, I know that soon you'll fly off to your nest for the night.

An hour later, I took out newspapers to the recycling can. Mr. Cardinal was still there. I left the door slightly ajar and I swear I could read his mind..."hmmmm...nice digs, wonder if I should move in?" NO! I ran back inside, wincing at my pulled shoulder. I called DS...it's always good to have someone confirm that you're not losing your mind...and he did just that. We stood there looking at him as he just sat there looking at us. Strange.

Four hours later, and it's quite dark now, he's still sitting there. He doesn't care if I turn on the light. He doesn't care if I walk outside. He's not afraid at all.

It's a male and I don't see any sign of a female or a nest so I'm not sure why he's there. All the feeders are in the back of the house, but he's firmly planted on the front porch. And, he's also decided to add to my doo-doo duties.

Sigh....

I don't mind sharing, but this is MY haven. The least they could do is bring a bottle of wine when they come to visit and clean up their mess before they leave.

IF they leave...

Comments (12)

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    Now all you need is to find that your playful poltergeist followed you to your new home.....

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    MaryAnne, I kind of wonder if he is hurt? Maybe hurt a wing and can't fly right/much?

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    Maryanne, he has lots of friends.
    There are more Cardinals now than other birds, lock the doors.

    Pack him some lunch in a road map with my address and phone number, I'll take him off your hands.
    He can live in the sunroom. :0)

    Great to see you, girlfriend. ((((HUGS)))

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    seeing as how we are in migration time, he may have moved on ahead of his loved one looking for the proper nesting site and when she shows up he'll tell her, hey i sat there all night and they never bothered me so this is a safe place to nest

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    Well, he spent the whole night on the hook. Very strange bird. When I left this morning, he chirped at me (now if I can only teach my DS to do that!), flew to the azalea and watched me. So, his wings work just fine. I figured that was the end of it, he would finally fly off. Nope. When I came home, he was sitting on a bush out front. He didn't like the trash can I was dragging behind me so he chirped in protest and flew into the pine tree. As I was unlocking the door, he flew back to his roost on the hook. I don't think he has any intention of leaving.

    Single for the first time in 20+ years and my first suitor has feathers! Not exactly what I was hoping for...

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    You could do worse, LOL. Considering the number of toads I've kissed before I found my frog prince.

    How cheerful to have a resident cardinal. He is likley staking his territory. Nesting season is starting soon here, and prolly already has in your area.

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    LOL!!

    Take the feathered friend, old friend...considering you told me the last one was a member of the serpent family.

    Good to see ya.
    Miss you.

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    MaryAnne, glad he's okay. He just likes you. Smiles. This morning when I got up I raised the blinds so the cats can look out the bedroom window. Looking down to the ground and what to my wondering eyes should appear? A giant cardinal.. lol. it was a mutant! The biggest cardinal I've ever seen and it wasn't just fluffed up for the cold. Making it's way on the ground, picking up seeds and such near the hydrangea. I thought of you.

    Your story reminded me of this cardinal that became my friend years ago. He just flew up to a nearby fence one spring when I was clearing out some beds and would follow me around the yard, watching for treats I'd imagine. Well, after a couple days this robin joined him. The rest of that summer the cardinal and the robin would both follow me around.. together. Sitting close to each other. I named the cardinal Henry and he came to see me for about 5 years as I recall. Then one year it was a different one. I said it was his son. Yup, called him Henry Jr.. That one brought his wife.

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    maybe someone in the neighborhood had been feeding him either sunflower seeds or some other cardinal food and then suddenly stopped, maybe he is asking for something, try a half an orange if you don't have sunflowers

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    Day 4 and he's still here. Very strange. He hung around this morning on his little perch and then flew off when the sun came up to do whatever male cardinals do. I was out most of the day but, like clock work, he was back at 6 pm to resume his watch over my front door.

    He's a pretty large cardinal and last night was cold so he puffed up to stay warm. I know he was perfectly fine, but all night long I thought about him. Face it, I'm a softie. Had it been a stray cat, I would have offered a blanket but what do you offer a wild bird?

    I'll tell you, other than the droppings he's leaving behind, he's the perfect companion! LOL!

    Mum thinks someone has or had been feeding him and stopped also, probably whoever lived here before. There is seed in the feeders in the back yard but, now that he's here and he seems to want to stay, I will put one somewhere out front. Of course, Mum also thought that perhaps he was sent by a higher being to either watch over me or as a sign that the "bad weather" in my life is over and the rebirth of spring has begun.

    Cardinals and Mum's, gotta luv em...

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    Hummmmnnnn!
    He's pretty to look at, doesn't steal the remote.
    probably doesn't like FOOTBALL.
    He sings to you.

    All he wants is a little food, water and a place to
    rest his little feathers.

    Sounds good to me, you could do a lot worse, hon, let him
    stay and buy him a few sunflower seeds. :0)

  • 17 years ago
    last modified: 11 years ago

    I too have a robin who follows me around when I garden. The beds sit lying beneath their leaf covering until yesterday. I must've moved the leaves over the beds in October. Sure enough robin was out right after I finished clearing away and burying seeds, looking for his worms. LF was having a hard time (trying to keep up with mom who can really rake long and hard, poor fella doesn't know what he's up against :), and sat down to take a breather. As I sat next to him, plop!, mr. robin ended up about a foot or two away and went to work rooting around for his worms. No more frustration, as LF smiled and quit being tense. I asked him if he wished he was inside playing a video game. Nope. Then we stopped to listen to the chirping calls and the answers. Nothing like a bird to set you straight on the path again. I'll be thinking of you and coconut every time I see a cardinal now.

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