"The Birds" has arrived

Daphne Du Maurier, who wrote the story, and Evan Hunter, who adapted the story to the screen play, must have lived near a hunting perserve.

Yesterday, September 1st, was the opening of Dove hunting season. And my neighbors went to it with glee. The shooting began at dawn. And then....

The Birds came. How they know we don't hunt, I do not know. But my front yard looks like a Dove refugee camp. And in November, the front pasture will look like a pheasant family reunion. Do they have calendars? How do they know?

Our trees are full of Doves and Quail. The yard is covered. The kittens are having a field day, trying their hunting skills, but to no avail. The old cat, just sits and smiles. She's been through this routine for the past seventeen years. I will wait for another few weeks to wash the sides of the house to remove the bird poo.

Ah, but I won't trade my country home for any other place, save maybe a house on the beach. And there, there would be seagulls. No wonder that movie scares me so. You never know if they will turn......