In House.
Not cool.
Bill was incredibly heroic last night as he hunted down the bird that was flapping about in my guest bedroom, caught it in a conglomeration of a fishing net, milk crate and Rubbermaid container lid. I on the other hand was scared and went down stairs and updated my facebook status. Bill might never let me live that down.
Now I feel like my entire house needs disinfecting. There was poo on my dining room table cloth and place mats, on chairs and on the floor. I didn't have the energy to start in my guest bedroom, but I will have to conquer that this weekend.
Sigh.
4 comments:
wahahah!
wow!!!
btw - I love how you tagged this as "bird in the house" - like you might use that tag again!
well, you never know. I might have to tag an update to the aftermath or something :)
Definitely scary! That might even be worse than the 3 inch water roach that made its way into our apt last week. (he died a painful death - smashing of a swiffer while mommy, toddler, and newborn were all screaming) I would have left if I were you too
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