Across the street and safe from any bird dives, I watched the KJ perch on a tree then dive down into a bush. Then a minute later, some dude with headphones and floppy brown hair walked straight through the King-Jerk threshold without any diving or squacking at all. I thought that was bizzare. So, is it Leia? Or a combo of Leia and I? Seriously, there should just be some orange cones or better yet a sign post......
so everyone knows that you can't get through. I mean, what is that bird protecting anyway?
Leia sniffed a few new patches of grass as I squinted my eyes in search of a nest, but I didn't see one. And to be honest, the other side of the street is much nicer - because it's out of the hot sun. This will be my alternate route for now.
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