Long-time readers will remember The Woodpecker Wars, wherein a woodpecker decided that my furnace vent was the most awesome tool in the world to hammer out a tune to attract a mate, and affected my sleeping patterns for quite some time.
Well, a pair of starlings is building a nest in my dryer vent. And since I don’t anticipate having anyone come out to put a cage over the vent before next week, and I am quite tired of being awakened at 5 in the freaking morning, I went out there myself, pulled out a bunch of the next, then covered the vent with a cut-up pair of nylons (Sarah’s suggestion–it lets air out and still keeps the birds from getting in).
Classy, I know. But so far, it’s working. There’s a pair of homeless starlings looking for a new place to live right now. Good riddance.