Birdie Rod

Before I begin this story, I should mention I am scared of birds.  Thankfully I live with a professional bird hunter.  Rod knew there was trouble before any of us – very typical. Our first warning came in the form of Rod being newly obsessed with our fireplace.

Really obsessed…

Day 3 and I thought Rod was becoming a serious weirdo.

Then we realized Rod was no fool.  Once again, he had outsmarted us both.

I reacted the way any responsible person does when there is a bird living in their chimney.

There wasn’t a lot we could do while on our lunch break so we vowed to inspect further after work.  Rod reluctantly agreed.

I got home first, unwinding in my usual way.

I carried Rod downstairs and noticed he was more worked up than usual.  I made a quick pit stop in the kitchen before taking him outside.  Then I saw it.  And it saw me.




 

To be continued...