Fast forward to this morning. Specifically 7:15 a.m. We are under attack from the sky! Rat-a-tat-tat reverberating through the house!
Crap. The woodpecker is back. Every year in March I am visited by a Pileated Woodpecker that seems to be in love with my chimney cap. He hits his beak against the cap off an on for about 45 minutes every day for about a month beginning religiously at 7:15 a.m. or even earlier.
The first time it happened, I had no clue as to what was happening, ran outside in my bathrobe, crossed the street to see what was on the roof and making that horrendous noise. Lo and behold. A very large male woodpecker. Knocking his brains out on the chimney cap on my roof.
The first few years it drove me nuts and sent Clover into insanity overdrive. She would stand in the living room and bark at the fireplace where the noise is the loudest. Clover must be mellowing a bit, because this morning, the first day of the “Mighty Early Awakening,” she lifted her head, looked around, barked, and went and hid in the closet.
Does anyone know if Pileated Woodpeckers are a protected species?