This morning, at least until I need to use the VOIP phone in my office, I'm sitting in the living room working. That's because my office is cold, and also because here I can see the bird feeder on the patio. The work I'm doing today involves bursts of coding, then restarting stuff that takes a few minutes to come back up. I'm spending those couple minutes looking at the various species out there.

It's been eventful. We have this motorized bird feeder that when something heavy lands on the perch spins like a mamma jamma. I got to see a squirrel flipped ass over teakettle, which is always great. We had this thing for over a year before we actually saw a squirrel thrown, and now we've seen three this month. Good stuff.

At one point I was looking down at my screen and heard a loud crash. A dopey fat turtle dove had flown straight into the window, and was lying on its back twitching. I went back to what I was doing, checking on it every few minutes and it stayed there, still twitching, for a long time. Today is trash day, and I figured it would be best to get it to the curb now rather than let it rot. As I grabbed a plastic bag and went to the back door to take care of it, it was on its feet, blinking and looking even dopier than turtle doves usually do. That was good timing on its part, because I was 30 seconds from putting it out of its misery. I had thought it was dying but I guess it was just knocked out. It got up, waddled around and finally flew off. Thank god. I hate to do those things that sometimes have to be done when you have lots of birds near your house.