Well my mom is now even. Yep after years of laughing about the kitten story, I now have an animal story of my own. And please feel free to put the coffee down and swallow because if you know the real me, you know just how funny this is.
"There sounds like there is a bird in the fire place" Ryan says as he comes out on the back porch.
All I could think is "Oh Goodie", so of course I go to find the flashlight because I don't want the thing dying in there. Live I can try to trap but dead....yeah that is someone else's job and my kids will be leaving the house because they will be in hysterics. Sure enough, under the fireplace grate is a little sparrow type thing. Never a good thing when a bird is in the house, does this qualify, I am not sure but either way it had to get out and it couldn't get enough room in the chimney so here I come to the rescue.
STUPID ME is all I am going to say.
Armed with a box and a towel, I needed to have someone hold the blanket over the fireplace so if the bird did manage to escape it would fly into the blanket, and then we could trap it, pick the bird up in the blanket and not freak it out. It would have worked if the blanket was big enough, but there were gaps and I moved the grate and the bird came flying at my face, um...well yeah I panicked. The bird escaped and flew around the bottom level, then at my head again, and then to the back door where we were able to let them out. So score one for mom, she got the bird out, didn't pee her pants in fear and somehow amongst the major giggles from both her kids became a hero again.
Did I mention that birds freak me out? Yeah, that little girl terror scream is me.
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