Tap
tap tap. Tappity-tap-tap-tap. TAP TAP TAP. Tappity-tap.
“Were
you tapping?” I asked as he descended the stairs. No, he hadn’t been tapping,
he said. And just then the tapping started again.
“Okay,”
I said, “we have a problem.” We moved to the kitchen and identified the sound as
coming from the northwest corner of the house in the vicinity of the kitchen
porch.
But
that wasn’t all. We next discovered flicker damage on an unexposed board on the
front porch.
Two
years ago we hired Bi-State Siding out of Lewiston to cover much of the exposed
wood on the farmhouse. We didn’t cover those areas that we thought would be inaccessible.
Well, we were wrong to think they were inaccessible. “There’s no such thing as
‘can’t get,’” my mother used to say.
On
our last trip to town, Mike re-visited Bi-State Siding. The flickers are good
for business, they told him, especially in the vicinity of Dworshak Dam, and of
course, we aren’t far from there “as the flicker flies.” But the company doesn’t
keep records, so we have to match our trim color again before we can buy more
siding. KW
2 comments:
DARN it! Dumb birds! *shaking fist*
A big addition at my school a number of years ago included a new gym with a type of plaster facade. The birds loved it!! Holes everywhere! I think they were finally able to come up with some kind of solution, but the outside has many polka dots where the patches absorbed the paint slightly differently.
What Hallie said! :-)
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