Hush… listen

I don’t hear anything. That’s right ladies and gentleman, they have officially gone their marry way. I am talking about the birds of course. I haven’t hear any more fighting upon my rooftop, I haven’t seen anymore parent birds sitting in a threatening pose trying to fend me off. Now, I don’t know when they moved or if they just had a heat stroke. All I care at this point is that I don’t have to worry anymore about poop-bombs. That is enough to cause a celebration!