These many weeks after my prior post about the resident robin that is messing up my car, he's still at it! The vehicle has been washed three times, but the wash is undone within an hour. The last wash was at the hands of my neighbor, Fred, who took pity on me and volunteered, unbidden, to wash the bird poop off. Thank you, Freddie!
The Fred car wash just happened this morning. It did result in one nice thing (other than a clean car). A year or two ago, I bought one of those "as seen on TV" things at the local grocery store. I never used it. It was a tiny little garden hose, all crinkled up, that promised to uncrinkle when water goes through it. When Fred was looking for my hose to wash off my car, I offered him that. He put it on the spigot, and voila! The hose uncrinkled and worked charmingly! One thing the advertising did NOT say was whether the hose would shrink back up when the water was turned off. Guess what? It did! It is now in the front of the house, very inconspicuous, but handy. Patting myself on the back over that one!
I've had all kinds of suggestions from well-meaning people about how to discourage the bird. I've tried one or two, but none have worked. The others just aren't feasible for me. Don't get me wrong: I love my robins. Love seeing and hearing them when they return to the neighborhood after the winter; love listening to them sing the sun up in the mornings; get cracked up by watching them feed their demanding young'uns who are every bit as big as the adults. This is the very first year that I have ever had this problem with a bird like this. Unfortunately, I know that robins return to the same yards after migration for years. When the robins head south for the winter, I may not be done with this. It could happen again next season!
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