Birdsong and dog puke

While I wait for my first assignment for my new job I am contented to continue to read more of Anne McCaffrey collection. The Rowan is the first in a series of books about humans with more than extraordinary telekinetic and telepathic abilities. I am also cleaning the house, dealing with yard issues, and a number of things.
When I bought this house I immediately bought three trees and planted them in the back yard. The intent was to make sure that there was some shade back there. It is on the east side of the house and the early morning sun would heat the house too quickly. So I planted 3 trees. I planted a silver maple, red oak, and a bradford pear. The oak and the pear have flourished the maple has grown a little. I do not know why the maple won't grow. It is frustrating.

the maple

the pear

The trees attract the birds. They flick and flitter about catching bugs and what not. They also shit all over everything. The chairs, the generator house, everything gets a hit by bird poop. Poop of any kind has germs, therefore my back yard is one giant petrie dish.
Well the flittery pooping birds are not that many because of the resident hawk. Yes the hawk. To be specific there are 2 of them. I have many pictures of them sitting on the fence, a movie of one of them eating something, and a movie of one swooping at me. They are beautiful huge beasts. Noiseless, graceful in flight they do sit majestically on the fence, watching. The little birds are noisy. They fight with each other, squawk  and poop as they fly by. There are a couple of doves that sit on the fence and kiss. The doves hide under the azaleas in the front yard. In the winter they look like they are puffed up trying to keep warm.
The worst are the ones who sit on the top of the chimney to the fireplace. While cheerful birdsong is okay for a short period of time but this one sits there for hours. The birdsong reverberates down the chimney and becomes 3 x as loud as normal. This drives the dog nuts cause he thinks he hears them in the house. But since the TV sits near the fireplace the birdsong drowns out the TV. I must appear crazy running out the back door flapping my arms to scare the bird off.
One day some birds were fighting in the backyard carrying on and such. It was early evening and the house shades most of the back yard as the sun sets in the West. I walked outside and was standing on the patio when I noticed the shadow what looked like batman sitting on the chimney. After my heart started beating again I turned around and saw the hawk sitting up there watching his supper cavort in the back yard.
The back yard is the dogs domain. He searches it everyday to make sure no one has invaded his space. He is 13 years old and his hearing and vision is not as it should be. Occasionally he gets an upset tummy and eats grass. Bird poop grass.
When that happens he come in and pukes. If you watch a dog they are not very eloquent when they barf. There sides heave in and out and this partially digested kibble comes out like a lumpy pudding. The worst is if you let them alone they re-eat it. They are not wasteful. In order to keep that from happening again I usually get up and remove the mess before they can re-eat it. After all something about that feast is what made sick to begin with.
Well my trusty friend puked twice the other day. I cleaned both up rather quickly. The second incident the dog spent 2 hours looking for it. He sniffed the entire living room floor and then some. Ugh what a disgusting habit. Must be something left over from being a wolf and when food was scarce.