The Thing About Birds.

I think that birds are one of those things that the world, for one reason or another, has decided to try and do some serious PR for. In cartoons, they’re cute (usually), and tend to have relatively decent morals. Like Scuttle from Little Mermaid – he was helpful, even though he was kind of a liar and fake know it all. A better example may be Owl from Whinnie the Pooh. Always giving advice, and watching over everyone. There was also that owl in Bambi. Although, now that I’m really thinking about it, all the birds in the cast usually have a pretty noticeable flow. (I should also mention here that I still have no understanding as to why Tweety Bird ever got popular. Worst character ever.) Owls, which fall under the bird family, are the same way. Real owls? Flippin’ creepy. Their heads spin and they really can’t be trusted. (Full disclosure: I once heard a story about an owl that saw someone’s chihuahua in the yard, and took it for a mouse. I laughed at the story, because that’s pretty funny. Also, I’m sure the dog was fine, right?)

But that’s not really the point here. Birds, in theory, are awesome. They have wings and can fly. They’re relatively quiet, which helps add to the creepy factor. Also, most people aren’t really around birds like they are around cats, dogs, ginnea pigs, hamsters, sugar gliders, and the like. I don’t feel like I’ve ever fully learned to read birds, They’re completely unpredictable and it doesn’t help that they can go on pretty much any surface. If you really start to think about it, you’re never really safe from birds, unless you’re inside. Even then, are you really safe? Probably not. They get into your roof and fire places.

I’m really not going anywhere with this. Other than that I saw this necklace that I really liked, and it has a wing, which relates directly to birds. It leaves me wondering if i makes me a traitor or liar if I decide to buy it. Because birds freak me out.

In other news, I love punctuation and grammar.