For scale, the birdhouse is about a foot tall. And, unfortunately, the image quality is degraded due to this being later in the evening and the camera being at the fullest extent of its zoom. The sad/funny part is that I am fairly certain there is a bluebird family living in that box right now; as I asked Better Half (who took the picture), imagine something of appropriate scale landing on your house…
Nazgul!
AAAAAAAHHHH!
That’s a cool shot. Glad I’m not one of the bluebirds.
We had a small hawk land on our porch railing a while back, eyeing the bird feeder that hangs from our eaves…
Beautiful creatures.
He’s waiting patiently for Mr. or Mrs. Bluebird to stick their head out the door to see what all the noise is.
If Mr. Bluebird doesn’t have a shotgun in the closet, he’s got a real problem on his hands. (feet?)
He doesn’t have to fit. All that has to fit is his talon. I’ve seen video footage of hawks inserting their legs into birdhouses and scooping out an easy meal.
imagine something of appropriate scale landing on your house
That would totally roc!
I’ve seen it happen pretty regularly, actually.
Oh, wait, that’s dragons in Skyrim, not Real Life(TM). Nevermind.
Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!
@ bluesun: Hey, Tam always wanted some massive flying predator…
@ Joel: You and me both!
@ John Hardin: Remarkably well-designed for their purposes, that is for sure.
@ MSgt B: The bluebirds are dive-bombing little bastards, but something tells me that will not do them a whole lot of good in this case.
@ Robert Evans: We figured this guy was not that old, so the thought may not have occurred to him yet.
@ AuricTech: Bwah. Ha. Ha. *thwap*
@ Jake: Just as well, methinks
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@ Jennifer: Yeah, comparatively speaking, a birdhouse is hellaciously stronger than a stick-and-frame house…