There's No Way Out...

There quite possibly is no way out of our house other than hopping in the car and leaving through the garage. All doorways are blocked by vicious creatures and neighbor kids on summer vacation. Let me break it down for you.


Our front door has become victim to two mud slinging swallows who have built nests literally on the front door frame. Open that door and get your eyes pecked out...

Our deck door is also victim to the bird species. These birds have shit their brains out all over the deck and grill. I totally busted them when I snapped this photo. Ten bucks says if we open the grill we will find twigs in it. Luckily, these birds follow true to the "they are more scared of us" theory and fly away quickly. But the bitchy swallows from the front made a couple of swoops while I was out there. 
 
Finally our back garage door where we take Butters out is very close to our neighbors, whose children frequent our property. Ok, I don't mind them since they are helpful and I can have them do things for me like run in the house to get toys for Harvey. Plus they love Butters and Harvey so I really can't complain. :-)

Ah, just in time. My fearless hubby has arrived to free us from our prison. I had texted him a picture of the swallows earlier today since he already took their nests down once. When he walked in the door, I directed him to the poop stained deck. To humor me, I had him open the grill. 

Boom! Now you all owe me ten bucks! 

I'm not sure if Turner's tennis racquet technique will catch on but so far it has worked for the front! Damn birds...