There’s something different about this tree.
Person, what do you mean, I’m looking in the wrong spot?
There’s what?
Oh.
.
.
There’s something different in this tree.
What is that thing?
It doesn’t look natural.
It’s a what?
A bird house?
Well that doesn’t make sense.
First they kick their nest house out of the tree in my yard.
And then they go putting up a fancier house in a tree on my trails.
And it doesn’t look like anybody’s even living in that house.
Some lucky bird!
I wish I had more houses than I knew what to do with.
But all I have is a …
…dog jail.