Hitchcockian Birds...

I'm angry. No, not at Dizzy. I'm angry at...Angry Birds. It might be because I'm almost addicted to it. Addicted and mainly frustrated. Yes. Angry Birds frustrates the crap out of me. If you've ever played this game and all of its counterparts (like AB Space, Star Wars, Seasons and Rio)you know well the idiocy of continually flipping birds from a slingshot to destroy pigs, monkeys and assorted other obstacles. Short of scoring enough points to pass levels, the player is returned over and again to face the snarking looks of the pigs, with hats and helmets, or monkeys wagging their tales and laughing outrageously. Some fun, huh? OK...so playing the game is bad enough, right? Well, it happened at Christmas that a loving relative who knows who he is...gave a gift to Dizzy Doodle. A stuffed toy, you ask? Maybe a rawhide bone? A bag of dog chow, perhaps? No such luck. The marvelous gift was a rubber squeaky toy, noisy, irritating, annoying...and shaped like an angry bird. Really? Yes. Really. An angry bird. Thanks to my brother and his family. Dizzy...did Dizzy like it? Are you kidding? Of course he loved it! Every blow of air he loves. Every screech he loves. Every chew that emits a blood curdling, ear piercing noise he loves. Over and over again, he loves it. He wants me to throw it, so he can run after it, grab it with his huge toothy mouth, and then squeeze it to emit that wonderfully head cracking noise. But, Dizzy loves it. He really does. And yes, I hide it around a little for the respite. But he loves it. Every squeeze, every chew, every run. He loves it. It goes to show that there are many things that can be loved even though I might be irritated by it. And I suppose the same goes for all of us, doesn't it? Life isn't always the pretty, beautiful sounding and looking paradise pictured in Angry Birds Rio. No. But Dizzy can find happiness chewing a squeezing a little rubber toy. And, I guess, I...and all of us...can find a little thing that will make us happy. In fact, it is the little things that do that. Though I don't want a little rubber toy that makes irritating noises. And so it is with Angry Birds. They are just like the birds in the movie! This game would give Alfred Hitchcock pleasure. Frankly, he can have them!