This morning was bizarre. Usually the cats will come + wake us up in the morning for two things: Penelope will meow this long, monotone meow, which means "Mommy, lift up the covers so I can snuggle with you [she's a major mushball]," or Puar will come over + gently touch my face with her paw [repeatedly] until I get up to give her wet food. Nothing I mind being woken up for, because it only takes me about twenty minutes to doze off again.
Penelope resting her head on Puar. So precious.
This morning, I was woken up by a commotion like no other. I figured they were just playing with each other, so I didn't think anything of it. Until I heard a chair fall over. I got up to see what was going on + nearly shit my pants once I realized why they were going bonkers.
They were trying to catch a bird.
Yes, you read that right, there was a bird in our quarters. Our apartment is a renovated garage + we usually leave the front door open, because there is a mudroom with a glass door that the girls like looking out. There's a small gap between the concrete + the door, which we planned on finishing before Sandy rolled through, but since we had flooding, we need to wait for FEMA + an engineer to come to the house before we do any repairs, as there are cracks in the foundation.
I screamed like a little bitch, which made Erich scream, as I just scared the living shit out of him. I manage to shout "BIRD! THEY'RE TRYING TO KILL THE BIRD!" He jumps out of bed + tries to grab one of the cats. The little bird starts flying around to escape their wrath + the girls are moving at warp speed in order to catch their prey. I'm ready to pee my pants at this point, because I'm half asleep, heart beating a million miles an hour + we can't catch the cats. We finally grab them + put them into the mudroom, but Penny runs back in to try + get the bird. Erich grabs her + tosses her in the mudroom [gently, of course - he had to be fast to make sure Puar didn't run back in + Penny didn't either].
I carry them from the mudroom to the house [where Erich's parents live], while Erich attempts to get the bird to safety. After about ten minutes, he comes in + tells me the bird is out. He's cranky, because we were up late doing schoolwork + he had to wake up to me screaming, then get a bird out of the apartment. We go back inside + get back into bed. I'm still so thrown off about it that I didn't even ask him how he got the bird out [I keep forgetting to ask him - once he gets back from Dunkin' Donuts, i'm going to have to inquire how he finally got it out].
Craziest. Morning. Ever.
UPDATE: I finally asked Erich how the bird escaped. He said he opened all of the doors, plus opened the window + popped the screen out. The bird went by the window + after bumping into the glass, found his way out + flew far away from the crazy kitties.