An Ol’ Broad’s Ramblings
Evil Birds
After Mr. Ol’ Broad took a shot at the marauding fowl before heading back north, I thought, perhaps, they had realized in their tiny little brains they were not welcome around here. I thought wrong. Even though they hadn’t put in an appearance, while we were home, they are evidently too stupid to figure it out.
I went and talked to the Chief of Police for our tiny town about my ‘problem’. I point blank asked him if I could shoot them without any repercussions. What he said….. “Well, I can’t tell you CAN shoot them…….”. He left it pretty open ended. 
He did say I could legally relocate them. Yeah, big picture. I’m going to go out there in my jammies and cage the feathered devils. Uh huh.
He also told me he was well aware of the ‘owner’ of these critters. He had had run ins with him previously, and the man takes NO responsibility for his animals. He even refuses to actually claim them, even when it’s common knowledge who they belong to; horses, goats and birds….it just doesn’t seem to matter to him if they are killed, either on the highway, or elsewhere.
I really am getting tired of cleaning up after HIS animals.
Luckily, I ran them off before they could do even more damage. That pot USE to have flowers in it, before they killed them a few days ago. You should have seen THAT mess.
The cop told me the only legal recourse I have at the moment is a civil lawsuit. Lucky us. We have to battle with a fruitcake over HIS problem.
Jr told me, while I made a quick run to the store yesterday, that she chased off the goats.
I still think land mines, barbed wire and a shotgun should be legal.
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