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Open letter to the robin pecking on my GTI’s mirrors
Dear Mr. or Ms. Robin (likely Mr.), I'm sorry to address you in such an impersonal manner, but I don't know your name. Also, I don't know if you're able to read blog posts. If not, I sympathize, because we live in a rural area with crappy slow-speed DSL "broadband" (not!) for us humans, so I can only imagine how poor Internet access is for you birds. Regardless, I wanted to thank you for your dedication in bringing some challenges, along with bird poop, to my generally serene retired existence. You are not the first robin to come into the…
