Granted, it’s not a farm rooster letting us know the sun is rising, but the birds of spring that have taken up residence in the trees near our house are becoming just as annoying.
It’s kind of like going to a nice, upscale restaurant only to have your quiet conversation constantly interrupted by the screaming children two tables away.
The birds, and their babies, have taken up the call before the sun rises. The babies are letting momma know they’re hungry and, try her best, she flies to the food source back and forth to the nest and just about gets the brood settled down when it’s time to start the process all over again.
Not to be a total scrooge, I must admit I really enjoy the chirping and other sweet sounds of spring – just not at 4:30 or 5 in the morning. That first morning cup of java could actually wait another hour or two.
And there’s really nothing you can do about it short of arming yourself and breaking a city ordinance by firing a weapon within the city limits. Besides that, I’m not sure I’m a good enough shot at 4:30 a.m. My neighbors might not take kindly to the sounds of an assault weapon firing on full automatic, or the blasts from a shotgun peppering the sides of their homes.
And yelling at the birds certainly won’t accomplish anything.
Those annoying humans at the restaurant on the other hand, should be scolded at the very least, especially when they egg a child on because their obnoxious screams “are so cute”. They should realize what’s cute to them is really annoying to strangers who don’t know their children, don’t think they’re cute, and are trying to have a quiet, possibly romantic dinner.
It’s certainly not worth pulling out a concealed weapon (for which, of course, you would have a permit), but I might give some thought to hollering just like the baby and see how cute they think it is then.
But that would probably ruin the mood for my romantic dinner, and silence might be all I would get from my significant other for a very long period of time.