Bird, bird bird. Bird is the word. Or alarm...whatever

Lately, due to the fickle nature of my room when it comes to temperature fluctuations, I've been sleeping with my window open. It allows the heat from outside to balance out the cold from the AC and vice versa. One side affect of this has been acquiring the ability to sleep through a lot of noise.

One that I haven't slept through all that much is the birds. This isn't really a big deal now since I'm working again and waking up at about the same time they start their morning chorus.

At first I didn't really pay much attention to it. Then, it started to sound curious. I realized that they were changing their tune every few seconds. I found it odd but didn't put much more thought into it.

A few days later as I was waking up on a Sunday, I heard them again. They performed the same song as the last time. The difference is that this time I finally realized what I was hearing. Quite frankly, I'm a bit perturbed by it.

The birds were singing the Car Alarm Song.

That same, obnoxious song that I hear randomly during the day that indicates that absolutely no one is trying to steal a car. The only thing on the plus side is that it isn't actually a car alarm. Birds don't sound so bad when they sing it. However, it doesn't really make me feel good that we're having that kind of affect on the local birds. Poor things have no idea they're picking up a bad habit.