Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for April 18, 2021

Because the bird bird bird, bird is the word.

Miracle!

from an ornithophile one minute to an ornithophobic the next minute

Shannon es hiperactiva pero también una buena niña

Shannon showed her gentle side, but it would be expected of a six year old to get scared of a bird flying in a small space like a room of a house. Open the door, and shoo it out. As Shannon watches it fly away, she will be happy the bird is okay.

I’m still stuck on yesterday. Ox looks better and better since he’s getting to know Tiffany—just as Brad got better looking when he started going with Toni. I’d like to see Ox and Tiffany become a couple. They might be good for each other.

Many will recover if kept warm and allowed to rest. My wife is the bonked bird whisperer. She has an amazing recovery record if she gets to them right away.

I didn’t expect any different reaction coming from Shannon.

Shannon, you did the right(weird) thing! Ice cream for you!

The kid starts heading towards cute and likeable, but nope, straight back to annoying. What is this, Year 10 of her character non-development?

That child will be the death of them

The bird probably wants to leave the house.

Crap on the brat’s head, bird. You know we want you to.

Toni has the “Touch”.

My but the Shannon haters are out in force! She didn’t do anything wrong, but somehow they find something wrong here anyway.

The challenge of doing a good deed is what happens next. Good job Toni!

Did someone say Brd pfit pfit pfit?

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For a second there, I thought I was being summoned.

The last time we had a bird strike here, a Cedar Waxwing died. I’ve only seen them twice that I was aware of and it made me feel bad.

You might as well give Shannon a pet, I suppose. She’s always there.

A little late for Easter

Lordy – What would BETS do with Shannon…

Once, my wife called me at work to tell me there was a bird in the house. I assumed that one of the cats had brought her a dead bird. Imagine my surprise when I found out that it was alive and flying through out the house. My wife had locked herself in the bathroom and called me. Surprisingly, I’m still married to her.

So… who here thinks Ox is counting ceiling tiles with Tiff right now? LOL

Had a pigeon fall through the skylight last year, that was fun….

Concern for its life…but from a distance.

Awwww. The ambivalence of a child♡. Sweet, adorable, totally irrational, emotional and very, VERY easy to scare.

I lived in a house where birds would occasionally get stuck in the chimney and I’d have to reach up in there and catch it and take it back outside. What a hoot, not.

Awww. Too cute.

My wife raises gouldian finches. When one of them gets loose it’s a “bird alert”

Hm…no baby bump….

Been there, done that – - there’s no t-shirt

This happens regularly in my class room where one wall is floor to ceiling glass. I will never forget giving a demonstration to the students while by back was to the window and at one point seeing a look of horror crossing all of my students faces then hearing the thunk. A hawk had chased a pigeon into the window directly behind me while my students watched. The pigeon died. No learning happened for the rest of the class period! I have since found reflective material to place on the windows to mitigate bird strikes.

I though only roadrunners went Meep!

Looks like the bird from the Twitter logo.

OMG this is so freaking adorable!

It would’ve been perfect for Easter.

Finally — a funny Shannon cartoon. Tune back in in six years for another.

A few months after moving into my current house, I had to get both a squirrel and a large woodpecker out of it (they came in through the chimney that lacked a cap to prevent such things). Thankfully both got out, without my hands-on assistance, through a door and window, respectively. But what I do remember is just how large that beak on that woodpecker was and how I put on the thickest pair of rubber gloves I could find.

I have held hummingbirds in my hands and warmed them until they recovered enough to fly away. That delicate little body and that fiercely beating heart is an amazing miracle in itself. For a larger bird it’s usually best not to try and touch or move them unless they are knocked completely out. If they are just startled they will be in shock and you’ll only make it worse. Just keep an eye on them and place some water in a small shallow dish nearby. They may need a drink as they recover. The bird will gradually begin to regain its senses. You may see it urinate or poop. This is actually a very good sign it’s coming around! Leave it alone and after a while you’ll see it moving around, then making some short flights. Eventually it will recover and fly away. I just had a robin encounter last week. Took the little guy several hours to fully recover but he made it. Oh and prayer never hurts!!!! I always say a prayer for them.

easier to get out than a bat (the critter), but a tennis racket has been known to work

So I wonder when Jonah is going to show up again…

The Norwegian Blue stuns easily. Beautiful plumage tho, innit?

“I feel so much compassion for this poor little… Boy, this thing is annoying!”

Poop on her head! LOL!

Shannon you need to see the movie the Birds.

Also Birds are not pets.

My first thought was, maybe they should have let the bird recover outside…

There was a hawk in my parents neighborhood that figured out that pigeons couldn’t see my parents large window when they were in a panic. About every other day there would be a large bang in the house when the hawk drove a pigeon into the window, which would break the pigeons neck, and then the hawk would just pick it up off of the deck. It lasted for about a summer before the hawk moved on.

Witch! Toni is a witch! Zombie bird !!!!!

Brat in the house brat in the house!!

Norwegian Blue, beautiful plumage.

Toni is descended from a Disney Princess.

We have stickers (decals) on our windows for bird safety.

TOMORROW : The after-dinner glow? Or the “Special” at Burger Barn? stay tooned !!!

Two wishes will be granted to her this day……

This is why you should keep your windows a little dirty.

Having a realistic plastic owl nearby seems to help.

Back when I was a young adult, our ginger cat Curry, who thought he was fierce, would sporadically bring in a bird in his teeth. I was the family member who was assigned to take the bird from Curry’s mouth and give him an assisted take-off. They usually zoomed up into the sky and headed off.

When my daughter was a small bear, she was unnerved by various insects in her room, particularly a firefly — she wrote and drew a hilarious cartoon about it — and I would pick up the millipede, mantis, firefly, or even spider, and carry him/her/it out of the back and over to the garden soil for release. Being tenderhearted with animals in general, I did that with slugs I met on the sidewalk, too.

For her 21st birthday, our daughter wanted to see the recycling plant at Atlantic City and its wind farm before studying the laws of probability at Mandalay Bay Casino. I was more interested in the recycling plant and wind farm myself, so I went with her. We got the nickel tour, her name on the message board, the $10 t-shirt, and my daughter hugged the giant windmill while puzzled Canada Geese looked on.

The highlight for me was meeting a Woolly Bear caterpillar on the landfill, who was clearly somewhere he/she/it should not. I carried the caterpillar over to a better place to live and let it go there.

Shannon drawn to be sweet like the innocent little girl she is, only a brat if the comic viewer only can enjoy defining her that way.

She got exactly what she asked for!

To prevent this from happening, see:

https://www.gocomics.com/peanuts/1981/06/14

oh i’d keep him/her

Keep the bird, toss out the BRAT!

I’ve got a picture on my phone of a hairy woodpecker that knocked itself silly on one of our windows. As he came to, he perched on my grandson’s shoulder, then flew away after his head cleared.

That’s actually pretty funny.

Least it wasn’t a bat!

Norwegian blues stun easily, major!

—In which Shannon demonstrates her Unlikeability.

“Aunt” Toni is entirely too soft on the undisciplined six-year-old terror.

What’s with Toni’s eyes in the last frame? Does a live bird make her go catatonic?