A Not-So-Typical Day in the Life of Your Average Schoolteacher

     I left this morning to go to school at 6:30 a.m., as usual.  Wagner was left snoozing on the couch, as usual. 

There's a reason my couch is semi-permanently covered with an afghan.

    

     I got home around 5 p.m., as usual.  I went into my kitchen... not so usual.


     There was bird poo all over my stovetop. 


     That's right, bird poo.  On my stove. 

     In my kitchen. 

     Where I cook. 

     And eat.

     After investigating, I realized that a bird had climbed up into my exhaust vent (lifting the flaps outside the house and squeezing inside), and crawled all the way to the kitchen.  He/she/it was stuck between the fan and the screen. 

     I donned my goin' to war outfit (long sleeves, heavy duty winter gloves, sunglasses to protect my eyes...) and began the rescue mission (after going to find the camera to document this momentous occasion, naturally). 

     I took off the vent cover slowly.  Little birdie Foo Foo wasn't too happy about coming out of his little birdie hidey-hole.  Before I could grab him, he took off (and I'm not ashamed to admit that I screamed like a little girl when he flew towards my head) and flew around the kitchen before settling on my window sill.
    

Don't you just LOVE the view from the window over my sink?  Can you see the red barn with the tin roof in the bottom left?

     I finally caught him and let him go outside.  He screeched at me as he flew away, as if it were MY fault he got stuck in my exhaust vent. 

     I don't know how long he had been in there.  I had accidentally knocked the vent cover off a little while ago when I was pressure-washing the siding.  It was put back on within a few days.  Now I feel a little creeped out that he was in there, spying on me.  

    And now I have to go clean up the kitchen. 

     I think I'll order pizza for dinner tonight.



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