Thursday, November 3, 2011

Birdie Rod Part II

And now, the dramatic conclusion...

I went running from the house like it was on fire, scooping Rod up into my arms very dramatically.

I did the most logical thing I could think of – I drove to McDonalds for a sundae while I waited for help to come.

45 minutes later, help did come.  Trouble was, when I returned to the kitchen to show Mike, the bird was no longer there.

All 3 of us walked around the house like a bunch of creeps looking for the bird.

We found him doing laundry. 

Just kidding, he was only perched in there.

Thank goodness he chose the room with 2 doors – one leading outside.  Mike opened it up and the bird casually walked – yes, walked – back outside.

 Much of the downstairs floor was covered in bird poop, however the upstairs was untouched.  I can only imagine it was because the bird encountered this at the top of the stairs:

Rod probably remembers it like this:

Good job, Rod!!

On fireplace patrol.


  1. Oh are so funny! Better check around..maybe the bird built a nest in a special hiding place!!


  2. I think this counts as my official debut on the Rod Blog :)

  3. My goodness. Rod and my Dora would be the best of pals!!! Seriously! Too funny.

  4. Ha ha ha! Thats hilarious, great job keeping the upstairs bird poo free!
    Dachshund Nola

  5. thanks everybody!! he sure does a good job :)

  6. Well Done Rod...
    If we look up Doxie in the dictionary it would say 'determined'!!
    Hugs Madi

  7. What a dramatic story! I'm glad I didn't miss it, but sorry that it happened. I wouldn't like a bird in my house.

    Nubbin wiggles,

  8. Whew! I always breathe a sigh of relief when the critters go back *out*side where they belong! The past two posts have had me rolling, keep them coming!

  9. wow... now i gotta go back and read the earlier part of the bird story.. hahhahahaa.. thank god for Rod :)