M-Taliesin
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Howdy Folks!
I crept quietly from the bedroom toward the kitchen with my XDM at low ready. I'd been roused from my slumber by a noise coming from the other end of the house, and I was darn near certain something nefarious was afoot. Moving through the kitchen, I kept my pistol held with a good grip while working my toward the sound, my eyes scanning for any signs of movement. The sound kept coming at intervals. There'd be quite a bit of noise, then quiet for a moment or two before starting right back up. If this was a human being, they must've thought I was out for the day, because they weren't being especially careful about holding down the noise.
Once I reached the far wall in the living room, I carefully peered around the corner. No signs of anybody, except for that noise that kept coming at intervals. The sound might be coming from the spare room to the left of the hallway, or the bathroom just beyond that, or my den/office at the far end of the hall. To investigate further would require me to move down that hallway.
Reaching the spare room to my left, I listened at the door which was closed. Nothing from there, but I heard the sound again, coming from further along the hallway. I reached the bathroom door and carefully checked around the corner, but nobody was there. I then felt I was right on top of whatever the source of the noise was as I looked into the office. Nothing there either. Then the noise came again.
Midway between the spare bedroom door and the bathroom at that end of the house is a cubby that houses our furnace. The noise seemed to be coming from the furnace. I approached it and listened through a lull in the sound. Then it came again. Definately coming from the furnace.
I holstered my sidearm and went outside. There, on top of a vent from the furnace through the roof, was a brown, speckled wood pecker. He was looking around, then suddenly started pecking at the metal vent hood for all he was worth. It was almost unbelievable how fast he pecked. It sounded nothing like most wood peckers. It was more like a jackhammer. Of all the houses in the city of Aurora, this wood pecker decided to land on mine and peck his little brains out. Worse, he was beating on metal, rather than wood. As I watched him, from somewhere to the north, a second wood pecker was pounding out a response to my visitor. He'd listen for a bit, then peck the snot out of my vent hood, then listen for a response from up the block.
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In the end, I just went back inside feeling somewhat silly for having gotten alarmed only to find a woodpecker beating up my vent hood.
And that darn bird kept pecking for about another hour!
I'm not going to take advantage of what would otherwise be a marvelous opportunity to throw a pun in here, possibly getting myself in Dutch with the moderators, but suffice to say that sleep was now off the agenda for the morning!
Blessings,
M-Taliesin
I crept quietly from the bedroom toward the kitchen with my XDM at low ready. I'd been roused from my slumber by a noise coming from the other end of the house, and I was darn near certain something nefarious was afoot. Moving through the kitchen, I kept my pistol held with a good grip while working my toward the sound, my eyes scanning for any signs of movement. The sound kept coming at intervals. There'd be quite a bit of noise, then quiet for a moment or two before starting right back up. If this was a human being, they must've thought I was out for the day, because they weren't being especially careful about holding down the noise.
Once I reached the far wall in the living room, I carefully peered around the corner. No signs of anybody, except for that noise that kept coming at intervals. The sound might be coming from the spare room to the left of the hallway, or the bathroom just beyond that, or my den/office at the far end of the hall. To investigate further would require me to move down that hallway.
Reaching the spare room to my left, I listened at the door which was closed. Nothing from there, but I heard the sound again, coming from further along the hallway. I reached the bathroom door and carefully checked around the corner, but nobody was there. I then felt I was right on top of whatever the source of the noise was as I looked into the office. Nothing there either. Then the noise came again.
Midway between the spare bedroom door and the bathroom at that end of the house is a cubby that houses our furnace. The noise seemed to be coming from the furnace. I approached it and listened through a lull in the sound. Then it came again. Definately coming from the furnace.
I holstered my sidearm and went outside. There, on top of a vent from the furnace through the roof, was a brown, speckled wood pecker. He was looking around, then suddenly started pecking at the metal vent hood for all he was worth. It was almost unbelievable how fast he pecked. It sounded nothing like most wood peckers. It was more like a jackhammer. Of all the houses in the city of Aurora, this wood pecker decided to land on mine and peck his little brains out. Worse, he was beating on metal, rather than wood. As I watched him, from somewhere to the north, a second wood pecker was pounding out a response to my visitor. He'd listen for a bit, then peck the snot out of my vent hood, then listen for a response from up the block.
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In the end, I just went back inside feeling somewhat silly for having gotten alarmed only to find a woodpecker beating up my vent hood.
And that darn bird kept pecking for about another hour!
I'm not going to take advantage of what would otherwise be a marvelous opportunity to throw a pun in here, possibly getting myself in Dutch with the moderators, but suffice to say that sleep was now off the agenda for the morning!
Blessings,
M-Taliesin
