|"What do you say, Ralph—you|
wanna take the left ear?"
|"Sure, Wilma—you take the right!|
Beat's having salmon again."
Have you ever heard a pair of eagles chit-chat? Of course there's the keening cry that we're all so familiar with, but it turns out that they chirp, too! Sort of a "twitter, twitter, chirpity cheep cheep," if you will. Like a cockatiel, but louder. FarmWife finds it amazing and beautiful when they go about twittering in our ears, but I disapprove. It's noisy, and it's frightening.
FarmWife says that a healthy predator population is indicative of a thriving ecosystem. I say that birds are meant to eat seeds and fruits, and that any bird who relishes mule meat is unwelcome in Wickersham.
How about you? Any eagles in your village? Any opinions on the matter, or suggestions as to how to keep them from frightening me with their silent swooping and noisy chatter? I need a shoulder to lean on, 'cause these darned birds are making me crazy.
Your beleaguered friend,