S. Worthen | Weblog

I finally pried myself from bed this morning when I heard a loud squawk coming, every few minutes, from somewhere near by. By that moment, it had paused. No further sound heard, I went on with the beginnings of morning. C. settled down to work in his office - and it shortly became quite clear what the source of the squawking was. There was a bird caught in the chimney.

( The outgetting of a bird... )

I went upstairs to cheer with C - when ( there was another squawk from the wall!... )

And that is how we now come to have the correct number of birds stuck in our chimney.