Most bird lovers have experienced it: The smugness that other people offer when they express admiration for their feathered family members. After endless references to the 1963 Hitchcock thriller The Birds, and being called The Bird Lady, I am beginning to wonder if bird lovers are pariahs in a child-centric, toy poodle-toting world?
Most bird lovers have experienced it: The smugness that other people offer when they express admiration for their feathered family members. After endless references to the 1963 Hitchcock thriller The Birds, and being called The Bird Lady, I am beginning to wonder if bird lovers are pariahs in a child-centric, toy poodle-toting world?
