So I have never been a huge bird lover. They kind of scare me with all that flapping and pecking and shrieking. But for some reason i have become one with the birds. Beside the four chickies i have in my laundry room, i have a robin who has decided to build her nest right outside my bedroom window in the rose bushes which just delights me to no end really.
And then today, as i am cleaning the house, i opened all the doors and windows to let in some fresh air…i heard chirping but i didnt really pay attention. i have so many birds in my yard i feel like i live in a bird reserve half this time anyway. Plus most of the time now i constantly hallucinate about the chirpings of my chicks and i am trying to stop waking up in the middle of the night to race to their rescue. So i ignored it until I found not one but TWO bright red finches hanging out in my living room. I am not kidding. they werent trying to get out, no no, they were napping! 
So i popped a screen and with my trusty nerves of steel, i picked them up and attempted to send them outside…that is when they started to flap and shriek and freak out, making me flap and shriek and freak out. which also made the chicks flap and shriek and …well you get the idea. And where were my lusty cats through all of this…napping of course. Only Mr Big witnessed my heroic bird rescues, I think he wants to be a red breasted finch now.
I am a girl who loves this kind of thing but it is like eating fish, i need to start slowly and work my way up to the wild ones.
