On my shift, I was walking around burping Pearl (who refuses to burp in most cases). I was working on lunch and dinner with one hand and marveling at how windy it sounded outside. In fact, something near the side of the house sure was flapping around and making a racket.
On closer inspection, it seemed that all the noise was coming from behind the pantry, but the only thing back there was the garage. I was hesitant to go check in the garage fearing some feral animal had been trapped in there and I was holding my baby, but as I walked through the laundry room, I realized I had no need to fear because the animal was clearly behind the wall. I could hear it scraping, scratching, and thrashing about.
It took little deduction to figure it was probably in the dryer vent and after going outside and seeing the vent stuck in the open position on the outside, that confirmed my stellar detective skills.
I waited until Tyler came home and told him my hunch. He seemed skeptical, but after unfastening the dryer hose and hearing the commotion inside, he was a believer.
Then we had to get the thing out of course. Tyler guessed it was a bird, simply because he could hear wings flapping. I wasn't going to decide until I saw the critter. Trust me, I wanted it to be a bird...I can't stand mice in my house. I was quite proud of Tyler. He went outside and threaded our long tape measure through the maze of dryer vent. I manned the vent inside and waited for our hapless victim to show it's beak. The tape measure came out first, but after several attempts, we had success.
Seriously, we caught a bird. Pretty impressive, eh? Then again, it's not my first bird.
I caught it, but we will give credit to the man for flushing it out. Then we released our prisoner.
There seemed to be no permanent damage as he flew off into the sunset. (Okay, you have to imagine a sunset.)
And then Ivory said (with no prompting) "And NEVER come back!"
3 comments:
Geez, nice Sunday. I am super impressed that you not only got it out but into that jar! And just for your info, if I were a bird that is just where I would hide too...nice and cozy warm and smells really nice.
Wow, it must be something about the way those homes are built because when we lived there, we got one stuck in the walls of our house too. Jeremy tried valiantly to get it out, even cutting through the drywall, but couldn't get to the right pipe. It was a rough few days with that bird flapping around, knowing it was dying in there. To this day, there is a little birdie carcass stuck inside that house somewhere. I am so glad you got yours out!!! What an adventure!
I'm with you in that I'm glad it was a bird. There are several other animals that would have been way worse! He was probably just in there warming up his wings before he flew off again! Although it was a warm day outside so maybe he was just confused. Or stalking you. :D Who knows?!
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