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Originally Posted by Maximo  Very nice job BrowniesMom!
Around here, we call that bird "Mr. Pooper." He decorates our mailbox, flag pole, patio umbrellas, everything, lol. We had one that we could set out watches by -- every night at 5 pm, he would sit in the oak tree and sing all of the other birds' songs in rapid succession. One night, he added in the sound of the firetruck siren. Sooo funny! |
LOL...that's so funny, and so like a mockingbird! DH tells of when he was young they lived near the woods, he and his brother loved to go there to play. Their Dad would whistle loudly (as only Dad's can do) when he needed the boys home. LOL....a mockingbird learned how to whistle like Dad, and DH remembers often times running home to Dad's whistle, only to be told...no one had whistled for them....it was the bird
