Aw crap, part III

[trystinn]

Libby had a small, struggling something in the kitchen, so I ran in and yanked her off of it. It then, to thank me for saving it's life ran/fluttered somewhere and you just know I'm either a) going to find it dead somewhere or b) it will run over my foot and scare me to death in the process.

Libby is, rather understandably, completely disappointed with me now. She's back on the hunt looking for it somewhere between the kitchen and the dining room.

*nail biting*

Update: the bird got behind the sofa (don't ask) and has been released into the front yard.

Comments

[tryst-inn.livejournal.com]

Yessir, will do. :)

Any chance to look at the Greenfield letter?