...that there was a BIRD INSIDE MY HOUSE last Sunday morning? I woke up around 6:30 a.m. to the sounds of mad fluttering and something banging against my window. I flew straight up in bed and just stared. There was a BIRD caught between my drape and the window! Thankfully, I changed drapes a couple of weeks ago to longer, stiffer ones. Otherwise, I would've been chasing a bird around the house with who-knows-what trying to catch it! As it was, a bajillion thoughts were going through my head on what to do, what to use to catch the bird, what to use to shoo the bird, etc. Thank You Jesus, the bird found its way out of the window. Needless to say, I don't leave the windows wide open anymore!
I went back to sleep wondering if this had actually happened. And yes. It did. I found feathers.
