A Bird in the Hand is Worth Two in the Apartment...
…Because two in the apartment are hard to catch! Paul and I arrived home Sunday morning after church to discover that two birds had somehow gotten into our apartment and were quietly making themselves at home in our plants. Paul’s brother, Jonathan, was staying with us and was actually the first to discover the birds when he came in from loading his car.
Of course, the first thing we think is we have to get those birds out of our house and back into their natural habitat. Now, on sitcoms, in a situation like this, you would grab the broom and swat the bird in the general direction you want it to go. Or, if you’re Rachel Green, you corner it on the kitchen table, cover it with a pot, and release it back into the wild. No problem, right? Let me tell you, in real life, things are much different!
First, birds do not like to be swatted. Second, they have their own ideas about where they do and do not want to go. Finally, they’re a lot faster than you would think. Those birds flew all around with us ducking and flailing after them! Eventually, one flew into a hole in one of our ceiling tiles (I promise, we have a nice apartment, but some of the ceiling tiles are currently damaged). Paul’s and Jonathan’s thoughts immediately went to that cure-all solution – duck tape! They got some trash bags and duck taped over the hole through which the bird had flown. So, now, even though we can hear his little feet tapping all over the ceiling and the occasional angry flapping of wings, at least we know where that little guy is. And when Maintenance comes to rid our home of those fowl creatures (hee hee…get it?), we’ll be able to tell them right where to look.
Last night, we looked and looked for the other bird, but couldn't find him anywhere! We looked in the Christmas tree and under the couch, but he had found a hiding place and didn't want anything more to do with us. We had to bite the bullet and finally go to bed, knowing there was a loose bird in our home! I woke up this morning and got a nice little surprise when the bird flew out of one of our plants and landed on the floor, looking up at me. It jumped around a bit and finally flew into the hallway. We shooed it into the End Lobby and finally it found its way out the door. Whew!
Of course, the first thing we think is we have to get those birds out of our house and back into their natural habitat. Now, on sitcoms, in a situation like this, you would grab the broom and swat the bird in the general direction you want it to go. Or, if you’re Rachel Green, you corner it on the kitchen table, cover it with a pot, and release it back into the wild. No problem, right? Let me tell you, in real life, things are much different!
First, birds do not like to be swatted. Second, they have their own ideas about where they do and do not want to go. Finally, they’re a lot faster than you would think. Those birds flew all around with us ducking and flailing after them! Eventually, one flew into a hole in one of our ceiling tiles (I promise, we have a nice apartment, but some of the ceiling tiles are currently damaged). Paul’s and Jonathan’s thoughts immediately went to that cure-all solution – duck tape! They got some trash bags and duck taped over the hole through which the bird had flown. So, now, even though we can hear his little feet tapping all over the ceiling and the occasional angry flapping of wings, at least we know where that little guy is. And when Maintenance comes to rid our home of those fowl creatures (hee hee…get it?), we’ll be able to tell them right where to look.
Last night, we looked and looked for the other bird, but couldn't find him anywhere! We looked in the Christmas tree and under the couch, but he had found a hiding place and didn't want anything more to do with us. We had to bite the bullet and finally go to bed, knowing there was a loose bird in our home! I woke up this morning and got a nice little surprise when the bird flew out of one of our plants and landed on the floor, looking up at me. It jumped around a bit and finally flew into the hallway. We shooed it into the End Lobby and finally it found its way out the door. Whew!
posted by Michelle at 8:52 AM
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UPDATE - The second bird somehow worked its way out of the ceiling (I think he pecked his way through a loose tile) while I was in the shower this morning and was sitting on a bookshelf in the hallway when I exited the bathroom. Luckily, he flew into the kitchen right near the back door. I eased over to the door, opened it wide, and stood in the other doorway with a towel so he couldn't get back into the rest of the house. After hopping around a bit and pondering the situation, the bird finally flew out the door! *Big Sigh* You can't imagine my relief!!!
that is hilarrious. i would like to know how those two little things got in there. that is crazy! i am glad that is all worked out - and especially that no animal was harmed in telling this story.
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