well, we left the casa unguarded, and the pigeons made a definitive strike. we came back from tennessee to find that the damn pigeons had moved in, set-up a home, gotten busy, and now have a stranglehold on the gutters. there is a nest. there appear to be eggs because the pigeons take turns sitting on *something*. and now they seem to have squatters rights. i just don't have the heart to take them out again.
damn you pigeons.
although if one of the squirrels dies from eating Kathryn's plants, i am going to lob the damn thing up there.