Notice

Dear Birds,

Don't think I haven't noticed that you've recently taking a liking to the balcony railing right outside my window. While one of my main issues with you lot is "WHERE ARE THE BONES IN YOUR NECKS?!", the bigger issue (right now) is: why MY balcony? In a city of roughly 13 million people, an average family size of eight people, four windows per house per family, (and my incredibly limited math skills), there should, in theory, be about 406,250 other windowsills, balconies, and other perches for you to rest your weird three-pronged, clawed things on. I don't loiter around your pigeon coops, so stay the hell away from my railing and out of my peripheral vision.

Thank you,
Disgruntled Bird Hater