I shared this episode on Facebook first simply because it was there. However, I like to keep track of the drama here. So, here ya go. If you've already read this, you can move along to something really interesting.
Got sidetracked by drama.
A tiny bird got into the house. I tripped and fell over the recliner when it flew by. Jet and Kiki went on the defensive. It landed on the desk and Jet was on it in a second. He got it in his mouth.
I yelled. "NO!"
Mike yelled from the garage, "What's going on!?"
I yelled, "A bird got in the house! Jet's got it!"
"What?" he yelled back. (He's lost his hearing aid.)
I got up, Jet took off, followed closely by Kiki, followed by me, followed by Mike.
I yelled, "JET STOP!"
He stopped in the hallway with Kiki, but when he saw me he tried to run. I grabbed his tail. Yes, I know. Not cool. But he had this tiny bird in his mouth!
He dropped it.
I reached down and picked it up. It was so tiny it fit in my hand. It fluttered and flew back into the living room. Jet went after it.
He caught it again. I made him put it down. I reached down and the stupid bird flew under the bookcase. We couldn't find him.
Mike got down and looked under it with his light. I looked behind. I even took a stick and swept around. Finally, it flew out and into the kitchen.
Jet took after it. It landed on a water bottle on the counter beneath the paper towels.
Jet was standing on his hind legs, watching.
I grabbed a dishtowel and caught him.
Mike opened the back door, yelling at the cats to get back. I took the bird out and shook it off the towel. The little thing was so small!
It landed on the patio. We closed the door.
After things settled down, Mike checked the patio. The bird was gone.
Whew.
All I can say is, My Life. Eat your heart out.
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