William Wallace. Scotland. Self Explanatory.
Stories o' Scotland Finished.
And now.... the most traumatic experience of my life... We had just gotten back from Scotland and we were dog tired. Jorie had gone to take a nap and I was laying on the couch.... and I kept hearing some strange noises. So I got up to look.... I turned the corner and immediately saw two pigeons perched on my shower. They could sense my fear and were staring at me like they were about to peck me to death. Immediately I screamed as if they actually were pecking me to death, closed them in the bathroom, and continued to scream. Somehow in this process I knocked a painting off the wall and woke Jorie up, but didn't manage to scare away the piegons. After a minute they flew out the window and I learned never to open the bathroom window....ever again. Which is a real shame because our apartment gets horribly hot so windows are the only way to cool it off. Part of this whole escapade may have partially been my fault... I knew we had had a pigeon problem due to the fact they have a rooftop cage matches at about 5 every morning (another reason why I don't sleep here)... either way... not that I ever liked the pigeons before, but now I am also a tad afraid of them....
And with that, I'm going to bed, windows closed, hoping I don't have nightmares of pigeons.
Until Tomorrow,
Cheers,
Becca :)
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