But … how … what?


Can anybody tell me how on earth a bird managed to crap on the side of my house, under an overhang, beside my front stairs? Even the wind can’t really get in there, it’s so protected – but somehow some birdshit did.

Must have been some fancy-flying bird, eh?


4 responses to “But … how … what?

  1. Very few master the ability to poop ‘up’. It takes years of training.

    • And then there’s the even harder part: bargaining with gravity to suspend operations for the brief moment it takes to actually do the deed …

  2. They’re sorta like god, they work in mysterious ways…

    • Maybe it was the same bird that built that nest in my hanging basket a few years ago? It’s the same location, pretty much, so maybe this is a revenge crap?