MaeLyn's Musings

The birds are staking out the house. They pretend to be eating the grass or whatever it is out there, but really they are spying on me. A car passes on the street and they flutter and fly, but they soon return. My cats go crazy. They want to get out there and chase away the intruders. I finally let Abish out. She looks at all the birds, and then turns around and meows at me to open the door and let her in again. It is intimidating to have that many birds flocked together, so determined to stay. Will they attack? Will they form a mob and dive bomb us and peck our eyes out? They chatter at each other and the noise is deafening. What are they saying? What are they plotting? I think I'll stay inside for a while... until they all give up and fly away.

Yesterday, Hannah and John got to go to the temple to do baptisms for the dead . This was John's first time, and I was excited for him. They both had a good experience. They returned home around noon, Hannah went into her room to change, and after a few minutes, she started screaming - there was a bird flying around her room! I went into Hannah's room, and there was the bird, a tiny sparrow, sitting quite composed on her curtain rod. We found a bucket with a lid that we thought was big enough to get the bird into, and I started to creep up on the bird. The bird sat there calmly, waited until I was close enough to almost reach it, and then flew right into my face! Aaaaaaargh! When it got out of my face, it flew into Hannah's closet and perched on the top shelf. Again I slowly approached it, only to have it fly back to the curtain as soon as I got close. Eventually, the bird hid under Hannah's desk, in a back corner. The round bucket I had been using wasn't working,...