Don’t get me wrong. I love New Zealand’s birds. That’s why I have a calendar full of them.
But, I’m sorry, this is too much. The third month in a row of judgey birds! Who do they think they are?
It started in May with this one. Eyeing me the whole month, wanting to know whether I’ve been saved.
Then June broke with dignified disdain:
And then, when I turn to July, hoping for relief at long last, this horrified critter shows up.
Trying to balance my checkbook, if you must know.