Back in January we moved into our present apartment and we love it. It’s much bigger, has lots of light, stays cool in the summer and warm in the winter, etc. There’s just one problem. (Cue ominous music now).
This building. It’s right in front of our place. Now, we’re on the fourth floor (and no, there’s no elevator, but that’s OK I’m getting lots of exercise lugging a 25 lb baby up and down the stairs). That means that we should have a fantastic view seeing as how the town is high on the hill. In fact, you can get an idea of the view we might have from this picture which also shows some of the offending parties perching on the roof.
Yes, we’d be able to see all the way to the sea and even out to the Tremiti Islands on a good day.
I know, it’s inevitable that there’s a building in front of you. I wouldn’t mind so much if it was being lived in – by people I mean. Instead, it’s one giant pigeon coop which means, you guessed it, that I get pigeons on my balcony all the time.
I’ve tried everything from hanging CD’s out (they just got carried away by the wind) to attaching plastic bags to the railing so they would blow in the wind and scare the sky rats away. I’ve got wind chimes hanging out there and I’ve even had O spray with WD-40 since I read they don’t like it.
They pretty much don’t come on my balcony any more, but there are small windows in the attic space above our apartment with ledges that they like to sit on. If I see one flying or hear the little buggers cooing up there, I go over to the door and scare them away, but so far I’m fighting a losing battle.
They could sit up there all they wanted if they wouldn’t leave their deposits on my balcony. But every time they fly away they let loose with one of their bombs and my balcony gets hit every time. I’m tired of constantly disinfecting it. What’s a gal to do?
Don’t tell me to shoot them – first of all because I just want to scare them away, not kill them. Killing animals for sport is not my cup of tea. And second, I doubt the town officials or the carabinieri that are just two doors down would really appreciate me shooting in the middle of town.
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Just remember that you you personally get a direct hit from one of those “bombs,” it’s very good luck here in Italy!!
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Mary Reply:
September 10th, 2009 at 7:45 am
Well Peter, I’d rather not be quite so fortunate, if you know what I mean.
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That is very unpleasant! Do you have balconies on the other sides of your house that you can use? I avoid ours too for similar reasons, though we don’t have the misfortune of having a huge empty pigeon palace across the way from us.
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Mary Reply:
September 10th, 2009 at 7:46 am
Fortunately we do have balconies in the back – that’s where I hang my clothes and keep my herbs. It’s a shame because I’d love to sit on the balcony in the evening.
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I have a very nice recipe for piccione on my blog.
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Mary Reply:
September 11th, 2009 at 8:20 am
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Bird poo is lucky for Romanians too.
I am reading Superdove right now and apparently pigeon poo is a prize fertilizer (your herb garden?); you can also use it to tan leather or to obtain saltpeter (make your own fireworks?).
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Mary Reply:
November 23rd, 2009 at 1:21 pm
Well, I have to admit, it doesn’t make me feel all that lucky and I doubt I’ll be “collecting” it to use it for any purpose.
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