Compared to the scene we came home to, half an hour ago - this is an earlier image of utter tranquillity. We went out to dinner at Harry's - wonderful dinner, with friends - and came back to ... Over-Excited Cats! There was a bird in the house!! A House Finch!!! Sorry, no pics ... I was too busy trying to escort him out of the house (after we'd shut the cats away ...) - which involved turning off the lights - watching him perch on top of the lights, on the dried lavender in a pot on the fire place, on picture frames (though disappointingly, not in the Christmas tree with all the artificial red birds). I stood outside under the portales, playing him house finch calls on the iPhone ... Eventually, he departed - one hopes not too traumatized (he didn't seem in a huge panic - to be honest, one had the impression that it was much nicer and warmer inside than in freezing Eldorado) - but I can't imagine that the (now released) cats are ever going to calm down ...
Wow!! What an exciting report! Glad that the bird escaped and that the kitties had the most wonderful form of enrichment. How did the bird come into the house in the first place?
ReplyDeleteAfter much reflection, we think he came through the front door when A was entering that way - and through the house - ready to let me and the car into the garage. But who knows? We think if the bird had been in there much longer, there would have been chaos and, er, feathers. M and G still can't believe it.
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