I am afraid of birds. (and mice, those jumping spider things in the basement, and bones…) But birds is a big one. One I have to deal with very frequently. I mean – pigeons are everywhere. All the time. Flying, shitting, pecking… UGH. I hate pigeons.
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Sometimes I can see some fancy looking bird and think “Ok, at least that one has some pretty coloring.” And then it up and spreads its wings to fly. Or stretches a weird, feathery, taloned foot out. Or pecks at something. Then I remember how horrible and terrible and terrifying birds are.
But I really didn’t want my fear to affect my children’s attitudes towards birds. So I have been really conscious of my fear and hatred of birds in front of the kids. Or so I thought until we went to the Santa Barbara Zoo last week.