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Thursday, June 4, 2009

Just Not Brave Enough to Go Back Through The Door

Well, I went back through ready to tackle any other past lives that popped up.

But I wasn't ready for the BIRD that popped up, then repeatedly slammed into the stained glass window over and over trying to get out.

I was even less prepared for the DEAD HEADLESS BIRD lying at the top of the stairs.

Methinks Ms. Sally snuck up there and had herself a grand old party before heading to the vet today.

Eeewww - Ick - and Rats...I was really on a roll with this attic sorting thing!
Posted by Cara at Thursday, June 04, 2009

2 comments:

Kristin said...

Sounds like a clean up job for your hubby. Headless birds aren't my thing either.

June 4, 2009 at 1:00 PM
Michelle said...

EWWWW!!! I don't think I would be going up there!

June 5, 2009 at 5:54 AM

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