SynTaXx-Wrath
If you're happy, I'm. . .
Talking to Tav IG (because she is the best) and this huge thing flies my way. It takes me a minute to realize I don't have a bird anymore. There is a live bird trapped in my livingroom freaking out. All I could think to do is get down crawl out of the livingroom with babygirl and have her hide in the laundry room while I think of what to do. (Nevermind wondering how in the HELL a live bird got in my house!)
There I am with broom in hand *because we know that would save my life if the bird started pecking me*
I took a good 10 minutes to get to the lights, turn them off in the livingroom, get the front door open and the porch light on... but no bird in site. So I take the broom and poke around the livingroom... apparently I found him THE BIRD FROM HELL starts his insane freaking out flying from side to side swooping at me with my broom in hand. He finally found the door and is circling the porch. I fear having to leave for work in the morning.
There I am with broom in hand *because we know that would save my life if the bird started pecking me*

I took a good 10 minutes to get to the lights, turn them off in the livingroom, get the front door open and the porch light on... but no bird in site. So I take the broom and poke around the livingroom... apparently I found him THE BIRD FROM HELL starts his insane freaking out flying from side to side swooping at me with my broom in hand. He finally found the door and is circling the porch. I fear having to leave for work in the morning.
