This question plagued my husband and me several years ago.
We had moved into our new home at the beginning of Spring. Things were going along very well. We met our new neighbors, were getting acquainted with our neighborhood and the local stores, etc. We got settled in, and were finally able to get some well-deserved sleep in our new bed, in our new bedroom.
That fateful morning was a beautiful morning in South Florida. The birds were chirping in their newly-found tree; dawn was lifting its head above the horizon and just starting to tell us it was time to start another day in Paradise. Dawn didn’t have to lift its head too high to let us know another day was beginning. We were told to wake up by a knocking noise.
“What is that noise?” “Where is it coming from?” “Ugh!” “Groan!” We pulled the covers over our heads to try to make it go away. It was persistent. It was almost like the hammering of a woodpecker pounding on a tree trunk.
Finally, we had to give up. We got the message. The day was starting without our permission!
We traced the noise to our south-facing window. What a beautiful yellow bird! He was sitting on the top ledge of the bottom section of the window. As soon as we got close to the window, he flew away.
Beautiful (and hateful) yellow finch looking into our window.
Well, that was a rude awakening, and we sure hoped it wouldn’t happen again!
It did. Every morning. For weeks.
We endured our early alarm-clock pecking-hammering and it finally stopped just as we were at our wits end to finding a way to make it stop. Ah! Peace.
Next year, our yellow-feathered “friend” made his noisy unwelcome appearance again. In our frustration of being awakened so early, we resorted to throwing pillows at the window in an unsuccessful attempt to scare him away.
We thought we would outsmart this little bird – after all, we were humans. Our brains are bigger than his! I devised a picture of an owl. Little birds are afraid of predators. I taped it on the outside of the window. “Well, that should solve that problem,” I thought to myself with smug satisfaction. We went to bed that night with “smileys” dancing around our heads.
Next morning, we were awakened again by that pesky bird. Oh no! Will this nightmare (morningmare?) end? We had figured out what actually was causing this poor bird to peck at our window.
Soon after moving into our new home, we had UV-protection film installed on the inside of the windows that faced south and west, in order to cut down on the sun’s rays from damaging our furniture and carpeting. If we went outside to look at those windows, we were looking at ourselves. This thick protective film acted like a mirror. The top and bottom sections of the window had that film.
We made the hard decision: we had to remove the protective film from the top section of the window. It was a drastic decision, for sure. But, our loss of our morning sleep called for drastic measures.
We got a bottle of “Goo Gone” (yes, there really is a product with that name). We worked with 2 window scrapers, used up more than a giant roll of paper towels, and used more than half a large bottle of that glue solvent. It took more than 2 hours, but we got it all off; film and glue, and the window has never seen as clean a day as it was on that day!
A few weeks later, we met one of our neighbors outside, 2 houses down from ours, and we were chatting away, as neighbors do. Then, she told us about a peculiar thing that was happening outside her bedroom window.
Evidently, she had the same protective film installed on the inside of her windows, too! We kept our mouths shut, but our eyes opened wide in amazement!
Some time after that, they moved. I’m still wondering if it was because of the pesky little yellow finch.
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