Oh thought it happened again.

The OP by Para will go down in Sigforum lore similar to the "chack-chack" post years ago.

As the holidays approach, the wife and I were reminiscing about this incident.

Enjoy

I remember when this was originally posted, so I was confused to see the title & 4 pages, thinking I'd missed something, or that it'd happened again.

Reminds me of the other bird thread.

"TWEET!"

My first thought reading the thread title was: “Again?” Still a good story.

quote:

Originally posted by TXJIM:
I wondered how people with no tennis rackets handled such situations…..

easy, I get them in my shop sometimes,
fuckers will lite in a bush by the door, and then fly in when I leave the door open on nice days,


notice bird,
try all the above

then just turn off all the lights, leave door open,

bird flies toward light, and is gone out the door,

turn lights back on and get back to work

shop cat could give a shit less

Just another Bird in a House.



Sure beats a blown Tacoma fuse, squirrels in the bird feeders, or surplus garden hoses.

Shout out to the "Bird Brothers".

ETA: If memory serves, my wife and I were watching Railroad Earth live in waist-deep saltwater at Strings & Sol in Mexico near the time of your OP.

Am I a bad person for laughing out loud at step 5?

On the weekends I toss Iris in the cage with Flakey.
So Marsy comes over to help me with lowering the front of my Corvette and do the brakes. Oh and my friends are replacing the clutch in a Mazda RX8.(where I get pulled into "helping".

Apparently I didn't lock the second food dish door and Iris let herself out.
The proceeded to coax Flakey out too.

So for the next 10 hours or so, Iris and Flakey "flutter around" unsupervised.
I now have missing sheetrock on a wall and the wood trim around their window has been chewed to splinters. Oh and we found Tikki's Feather Food and snacked on that a while.
My wife told me Tikki was screaming trying to tell her something was wrong.
Iris, no problem getting her back in her cage.
Flakey, well he HATES me. So it wasn't a brightly colored towel but a BIG white one. Tossed over and wrapped like an angry burrito.

Ugh. I get to clean the mess this morning.

I wish your wife had recorded the whole thing, but I’m sure that is not her style.