Birds 18.04.
Well, these past two days have been very interesting.
Yesterday, Andy woke up not feeling so great so he called in. Around 8:30 in the morning we hear loud flapping noises and screeches along with our cats running in the stairwell. Two birds have somehow gotten into our house. We lock Sadie and Maple into a room while we figure out how to get the birds out. One has flown downstairs and is repeatedly trying to escape through the kitchen window. I open the back door, and move towards the bird with a towel. He soon finds his way out the door and is free. The second bird gives us a bit more trouble. 30 minutes worth. Since the stairwell window is super tall, and neither of us could reach high enough to hang a blanket (so it no longer looks like a way to the outside to the bird). I opened the front door and covered the one window I could reach with a towel while Andy tried to get the bird to go out the open part of the window. Long, frustrating story short – after knocking himself around a bit, the bird landed at the bottom of the stairs and kinda wobbled out the front door.
Talk about a wake-up call.
Then! About 20 minutes ago Sadie comes skipping giddily inside with some sort of fuzz in her mouth. I thought she had brought one of the toys we throw about the yard inside, but alas, it was a bird. She dropped it at my feet and starting purring SO loud! I know cats mean well when they bring you “presents” but…
Hopefully we won’t have any more encounters like the above (or anymore oddlings), but there’s no telling. I know I could avoid Sadie (or Maple for that matter) bringing in another bird by not letting them outside, but I just can’t do that. They aren’t indoor/outdoor cats by any means. We just let them play in the fenced backyard when we are home. I couldn’t imagine being locked up inside all the time, so I can’t do that with them.