Mr. Bird Returns

6:45 on the dot, it is not Keegan that wakes me up, it is the chirping outside my window. This is the third year that Mr. Bird has found a home near us. He makes an appearance in the spring just about the time when it gets lighter outside earlier in the morning. It is not that I hate our feathered friends, but I did not ask for a wake-up call. I have tried to look out my window and find where he is, but Mr. Bird knows that he is a nuisance..so he hides. In the past, I never needed to set the alarm because he was always there...chirping away. He is really good at his job because there is no snooze button. (Dern.) Some mornings it was really annoying and some mornings I was grateful. But now, he is my mortal enemy. The reason for my grumpiness. It rates up there with a constant dripping in a bathtub. I wake up with Keegan at least 2 times a night and all I want to do is sleep till 7:00. Those 15 minutes of sleep that bridge the 7 o'clock hour are precious. It can make you feel like a new woman. This morning I seriously contemplated finding a BB gun or a big rock. Why can't he find somewhere else to chirp? If you have ever seen the movie "Failure to Launch", there is an ongoing drama about a bird outside the window. She goes absolutely nuts and it forces her over the edge. I am to that point. Watch out Mr. Bird, someone's got a vendetta.