Clearly it's Friday the 13th.

I hate birds. I really do.

So this morning after Ferg and I were changing Lila, we came out of Lila's room into the kitchen/dining room/living room and there was a BIRD (a woodpecker bird, exactly like the one at left) IN MY KITCHEN. Flying around.

OMG.
OMG.
OMG.

I screamed.
Ferg started shaking.
Lila, who was in my arms, just stared. Very quietly.
(Yep, she was the calmest of the three of us.)

I called Craig at work and told him to, "GET HOME THERE IS A BIRD IN THE HOUSE WHY ARE YOU AT WORK WHEN I NEED YOU AT HOME TO GET THE BIRD OUT OF THE HOUSE?"

[I really should have kept my cool. I mean it's pretty much indoor/outdoor living here. Doors are open, no screens, etc. But again, I.hate.birds.]

C. told me to open all the doors and the bird would fly out. (Reasonable.)

I didn't want to do it.

BIRDS ARE SO twitchy. You can't trust them.

So, I opened the two sets of doors I was willing to touch. (I skipped the one in the kitchen that opens to our indoor/outdoor laundry room because I didn't want the bird to dodge me. Birds do that, you know.)

Then, a few minutes later it flew from my kitchen, through my dining room, through my living room, out the sliding glass doors to the "outdoors" WHERE IT BELONGS.

Whew.

I'm still tense.
Ferg has hidden herself behind the couch.
Lila is napping in her swing.

My only fear? A bird crossed my path on Friday the 13th. Is that kind of like a black cat crossing your path and it being bad luck? Maybe if it's a bird crossing your path whilst in your home it's actually good luck.

I prefer to think that.

5 comments:

  1. "BIRDS ARE SO twitchy. You can't trust them." - that cracked me up!

    I used to like birds, well, I wouldn't go so far as saying that I liked them, I was just never bothered by them. Until this summer. There was a bird's nest in our backyard and for two months we couldn't even open our back door without being dive-bombed. It was scary. As soon as those evil little birdy chicks and their nasty momma left the nest we broke the nest down and threw it in the garbage.

    While I don't care for actual living birds, I do sort of dig designs of birds. Specifically, fabric that has bird designs on it. Birds on fabric or paper are cute, birds in real life are creepy and, as you said, twitchy.

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  2. My mother-in-law has actually made the same exact "twitchy" comment regarding birds. I've never met anyone else who doesn't like birds.

    I typically don't mind them...unless it's one of the insane hummingbirds that get stuck in our garage. Talk about twitchy! Those things are like gigantic bees. They freak me out!

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  3. Ick. I hate when I see birds in the grocery store, but in my actual house? Yeah, something would have to be done about that.

    Glad you're safe.

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  4. Um, where is the video on this?

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  5. OMG I HATE BIRDS. They are evil. Their eyes are like windows to hell.

    So with you on the twitchy. I'm so glad you're safe! (Kudos to Lila for being level-headed -- she's a better girl than I.)

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