Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Pigeoned...

We've officially been pigeoned. Pigeoned? Yes, pigeoned. As one half of a good Elmhurst-dwelling lesbian couple, my girlfriend, has dutifully been trolling our fire escape window box in preparation for our sunflower/herb/catnip garden. This afternoon, to her dismay, a pigeon perched itself smack center in her beloved flower box. I would love to say that lesbian conqueored nature in this case, however it was not to be. Catnip will have to wait, at least for 18 or so days, for in front of my hysterical girlfriend yelling at the damn pigeon to get out of her flower bed, the pigeon looks me square in the face and lays a friggin' egg. Yes, an egg.