(When selling a house with less-than-impressive square footage, it’s important to use appealing words like “cottage” rather than “matchbox” or, God forbid, “birdhouse.”)
Like any smart homebuyers, they’ve done their looking around (two other places within sight of my kitchen window were visited and rejected) and conducted a thorough home inspection.
I believe they were then convinced by the following home features:
- Room for a growing family. (The Oak Titmouse lays from three to nine eggs.)
- Solid construction. This one was built by Berkeley Rustic Birdhouses, known for complying with the International Standards of Ornithology.
- Security. Try as you might, Mr. Squirrel, you’re not getting your head in that front door.
- Quiet neighbors. (Well, the neighbor’s dog does have it in for the postal carrier. Let’s say “relatively quiet.”)
- Sunny location. But not too sunny.
- Cleanliness. As is recommended, I removed the old nest last year and cleaned the inside with boiling water. Every responsible home seller should behave similarly. (With perhaps a little less of the boiling water.)
- Proximity of restaurants, bars, and other amenities. The water in the nearby birdbath gets changed daily, and there’s an all-you-can-eat buffet of seeds on a nearby ledge. How’s that for a Walk Score?
I do notice, however, as the moving in progresses, that they occasionally have trouble getting their furniture in the front door. Next time I trust they’ll wise up and carry a tape measure.