Get a room!

Thunder rolled across the sky, a surprise sound from an otherwise hot, humid, sunny day.  We didn’t have much of a chance for rain, so I stood and went to peek out the window.  I peered through the blinds and took note of the darkening sky.  A bit of movement in the tree caught my attention.  There were two sparrows at about eye level.  It was a male and a female.  And she was lookin’ for some lovin’.

I mean, she was flailing herself all around in front of the male and doing the little sparrow dance of love with much gyrating and fluttering of wings.

Before I could turn my eyes away, he mounted her.  Sure it lasted only a second, but what they lack in longevity they make up in volume.  I laughed about this because the female was clearly not done when the male hopped off to a nearby branch.  She immediately went into the song and dance routine again, and he promptly responded again.  And again.  And again.

This went on for a few minutes as they did the dirty more than a dozen times.  Each time he hopped off, she would begin her slutty display begging him for some more.

Yes, I laughed.  In fact, I specifically remember muttering under my breath something about her being a bit whorish and needing to demonstrate some propriety and self-control.  But nature is nature and she obviously needed to get some, and he was more than happy to oblige.  Bouncing from limb to limb as she continued coaxing him into a bit more bumping and grinding—over and over again—finally her appetite was sated.  Well, at least for that moment.

They flitted into the increasingly dark sky to find a place to take shelter from the storm.  I was quite certain they would find something to occupy their time until it passed.

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