"The Muffled Cries For Help From a Daddy of Four Beautiful Little Girls"

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Good Morning, Alfred Hitchcock

Sitting in the living room this morning, Cheddar (the dog) heard a noise.
This is not altogether unusual. It's fall, and every time a leaf drops in the yard, he makes a beeline for the front door to welcome it to his world.

It's quite an endearing little routine...except for the fact that it's annoying. Even if we weaned him from his leaf obsession, there would still be the deer to be barked at.
And the squirrels.
And the cars.
And the moths.

And the air.

Today, though, the noise he heard was squeaky and very loud. It pretty much sounded like a parade of 250 cars who all had their brakes adjusted to sound just like mine.

When we got to the door, we saw a scene from a horror movie: We were glued to the front door for 10 minutes or so.
None of us wanted to miss it in case something really dramatic happened.

But unfortunately, we didn't see any babies carried off by the birds.

And the lady trapped in the phone booth didn't freak out as much as we'd hoped


Emily said...


The hair that is.

Jody said...

Oh, my word! I would have closed the door and started boarding up the windows! I've watched The Birds one too many times.

Jennifer Raack said...

Wow, I bet those birds "painted" your sidewalk real nicely too! Hopefully those birds don't decide to make your yard their new home (they did this at our local WalMart and it's truly a game of "hit and miss" when you go RUNNING into the store!

javamamma said...

Yeah. Aren't the birds totally in rare form this year?