It's in my living room which is too bright to herd him out, has a 12 foot high ceilings with built in perches so I can't wait him out. Please send help.
Update: cancel the air strike. It either got back out or my cat killed it. If it's any consolation I'm leaning toward got back out since my roommate just got home with his dog and the dog doesn't currently have a dead bird in her mouth.
I am also freaked out by dead birds :(
We had a cat when I was growing up, and one way I knew my little brothers loved me was that they always tried to get rid of any birds she killed before I saw them. Remembering that is the weirdest mixture of disgusting and sweet. :comfy:
That's weirdly adorable.
Right? What better way to show your sister that you love her than by disposing of dead critters before they can ruin her day?