Battle on the Poop Deck
Battles on the Poop Deck
I’ve concluded that the birds in Solomons are descendants of the prehistoric Terror Birds. Which means that they are pests. I do not want to stereotype, because some birds are nice, but the ones we had on our boat were NOT NICE!
I sighed as another three crow-like birds grappled onto the main tamer. Mom was cawing, clapping, and yelling for them to get off, but, unfortunately, they didn't go.
It was the third day in Munda, and we had already about, like, one hundred piles of bird doodoo on the deck. Our squirt guns came into use for a second time after squirting mischievous cats in Honiara. They were now BIRD REPELLERS!
We had tried many attempts to rid the little suckers from the boat, but none worked.
ATTEMPT #1: YELLING
ATTEMPT #2: PLASTIC BAGS ON SHROUDS
ATTEMPT #3: SQUIRTING
ATTEMPT #4: CLANKING SPOONS
ATTEMPT #5: HANGING SPOONS ON BOOM
ATTEMPT #6: CHAIN RATTLE ON BOOM
NONE of them worked! BUT THE BATTLE STILL RAGES ON!
|Bird Patrol on duty!|