stickmaker | Getting the Bird Update

Sometimes, I feel like my life is an unsold sitcom pilot. In this installment I add detail to and update last night's bird adventure.

I got back from gaming in Lexington around 11:40. Once inside I was looking forward to a snack, then bed. Unfortunately, I found signs that the cats had (once again) brought a live bird into the house. However, I after considerable searching I couldn't find the bird. I made some matcha green tea and drank it with a couple of Mojo dark chocolate, almond and coconut food bars. I was almost done when I heard scratching.

I quickly traced that to a large and apparently healthy bird trying to claw its way through the window shade in my bedroom. I closed the doors, opened the curtain, the shade and the top part of the window and tried to shoo the bird out. Unfortunately, I discovered that my big, brown cat had somehow gotten himself closed off in the bedroom with the bird and me. He also insisted on helping chase (though not necessarily catch) the bird.

I quickly realized that the bird would *not* fly out the window. No surprise, on retrospect, since all it could see was a dark square. I grabbed a towel and - after several near captures - finally grabbed the bird and dumped it out the window. I quickly closed it, then began the cleanup.

The bird had messed on the bedspread and that had soaked into the the light quilt I use in warm weather. I put those in the washer, finished my snack, then did some other cleanup. By the time the quilt was nearly dry enough for comfortable sleeping it was quite late. I left the bedspread for finishing in the morning and got to bed a little after 2:00 AM.

The next morning I finished the cleanup, and checked outside, under the window. There was no sign of the bird (who was probably off regaling his avian companions with some unbelievable tale) but I did find one of my socks. I recalled that when I finally grabbed the bird in the towel it was on top of the clothes I took off when I got home. Perhaps the bird had even grabbed hold of the sock in a desperate attempt to evade deportation. I simply hadn't noticed with the towel in the way.

So, cleanup complete, other laundry done, I'm so sleepy I don't feel safe to drive to the grocery this afternoon or evening. Will go tomorrow.

If I get a good night's sleep.