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Last year when baby pigeons sprung out of my balcony, I didn’t mind too much. It was novel, and they were cute as eggs. As featherless, feces producing machines on the other hand…

After the massive cleanup of the balcony that the nesting pigeons entailed, I resolved next year to keep them away. I’ve thus been studiously trying to scare away the pigeons every opportunity I get.

That I’m blogging about it, one can guess that a nest and an egg appeared again this season. I’ve got to hand it to the pigeons. They can build a nest and shoot out an egg in 24 hours, since I’m sure the balcony was empty yesterday! I’m not cruel enough to make an omelet, though, so I guess I’ll be hosing down the balcony again in a few months.

Any suggestions for next year?

Some time back, I put my sofa covers into the floor’s laundry facilities, mistakenly left it there for several hours, and while dressing my sofa, discovered a cover missing – apparently replaced by a pink thong.

Today, as I redress my sofa after similarly putting it through the wash and forgetting it in the dryer for several hours, I discover I have a full complement of covers again! So the question is… is the dryer magical?

Perhaps your’s truly has become senile? I must have accidentally put the thong in the laundry, too.

And the contents were only slightly crushed!