Juicy Tomato took Dennis and Moo to her Aunt’s house yesterday to do some Christmas crafty stuff with the other young cousins. I got the call about lunch time to go and pick Dennis up and bring him home for his sleep. They live just around the corner so I was there in about ten minutes. Now and again I develop a hankering to visit the local golden arches so rather than go straight home we hit the drive through. Now I know that there are lots of good reasons not to feed your kids McDonald’s, but the odd occasion is fine. That sweet and sour sauce is just so sweet.
We got home and set up our happy meals on the little table and put The Wiggles on the TV. I thought I heard a small ruckus from the bedroom but assumed it was just one of the pets. I was dipping my first nugget when a sparrow flew down the hall into the living room at around waist height with Tony Soprano the cat in pursuit.
The sparrow hit the glass door with a thud. Before it hit the ground the cat had it in his mouth. I grabbed the cat by the tail and the bird broke free, flew towards the kitchen and hit the wall. The cat was on it in a nanosecond. I grabbed him again and the bird dropped to the floor. Quickly I put the cat in the hallway and shut the door. Dennis was shrieking with delight at the commotion and the dog was barking wildly. The bird was lying on the floor in the corner of the kitchen, not moving save for the occasional quiver. The bird was clearly in shock though there wasn’t any blood so I thought he may be alright..
Using a tea towel I picked up the bird as delicatly as possible. I had almost made the back door when I stepped on a sharp side up triangle block, part of the 75 piece Imaginarium Block Set we had bought for the kids the day before. The pain was intense so I had to hobble on to the back deck and put the bird on a chair.
I limped back inside and collapsed on the couch feeling a bit flustered. I’d lost my appetite which was lucky really because while I had been dealing with the bird La Rue the dog had demolished my happy meal. I think it was the dog though it may have been Dennis. Dennis doesn’t eat the paper bag the fries come in though.
The bird was fine. I went out to check about half and hour later to find him sitting on the armrest of the deckchair. He seemed just a little ruffled.
