So I spent the day in Atlanta yesterday. Client business in the morning, work from our office during the afternoon. Dinner with a friend. Great day.
Then I get in the car around 9 p.m. for the 90 minute ride home and the wifey calls. It appears a bird has flow into the house as the roommate's fiance exited. So, Wifey and Roommate try and catch the bird and get it to leave. After I suggested wifey use the broom to shoo it out, she said "I don't want to get that close". After hearing that, I just suggeseted they take the animals to the back of the house and leave the avian creature be.
After I arrived home, there was no sign of the bird. I swatted around under the furniture with the broom, they said they left a window open and it must have gotten out. Works for me. Let's have a drink and then go to bed.
I slept like a log only to wake up to MEEEOOWWW and SQUAAAKKK. And there's the cat on the dresser peering intently around the pool bag. (you should get yourself a pool bag and keep coozies in there). I walk over there and say, I don't see anything, the cat's being crazy and the squak must have come from outisde and proceed to head toward the shower. Wifey, not being satisfied started looking and I hear her squeel and then sure enough, there is the bird, hiding behing the picture frame.
I figured it had to be injured but just in case, I got a t-shirt and grabbed hold. Good thing for the t-shirt, it was very much playing dead so I released it outside and sure enough, NO BIRDS OR CATS WERE HARMED DURING THE FILMING OF THIS EPISODE.