Catch up on the weekend PART 1

This weekend has been super busy but also amazing! There are many stories to be told about it. But the first happened on Thursday, May 24.

Cory and I were planning on leaving to go to Marshall, MN that night, so I was madly trying to get everything ready for the long drive. I was in the closet when I heard chirping that sounded like it was coming from my laundry area. This can't be. How would a bird get into my apartment? The sound must be traveling through the air vents. I continue packing but now it sounds like a bird is trying to fly out of my laundry space. I walk to the doors that open to the washer and dryer. It sounds like a bird is in my dryer. I call my dad for moral support. The conversation went something like this:

"Dad, it sounds like there is a bird in my laundry area. What do I do?"

"What?" laughter was in his voice. I can't blame him.

"Yeah, it sounds like a bird is in my dryer. I don't want to open my dryer in case it has rabies and it pecks at me."

"It wont have rabies"

"There is no way to tell till it's too late.... ok hear I go, I'm opening the dryer.........................empty. Maybe it's behind the dryer?" I carefully climb atop the dryer and pray that the angry animal wont try to kill me. But I see nothing.

"Why don't you call your landlord?" my dad suggests.

"Well, I'm not sure there is a bird in my apartment. I would look silly if they come to get an imaginary bird out." We hang up after I admit I might be over reacting. I continue packing. The chirping has stopped and I forget all about the bird.

I call my sister-in-law, Alicia to keep  myself entertained while I pack. But soon the chirping starts again, and it is louder than before. Even Alicia could hear the helpless bird. I am not imagining this. This bird is in my apartment....somewhere, it is scared, angry and hungry. I call the land lord and she laughs but says she will bring someone over to take care of it.

2 hours later someone finally comes by. I explain the problem, but I really don't have to because the bird is so loud I'm sure my neighbors can hear it. He tells me the bird is in my dryer vent. .......ok..... He disconnects my dryer and pulls my dryer into my kitchen, and says he will get his leaf blower and blow the bird out the other end. Is that even safe?

He leaves to get his blower and I continue packing. I'm just minding my own business when I hear the bird getting louder and louder. And then SWOOSH! The bird flies out into the kitchen. What the heck? This bird in going crazy! It's flying all over my apartment and it's getting caught between the window and blinds. I call my dad again for more moral support.

I'm pretty sure I'm screaming on the phone. The bird is hissing and flying everywhere. I'm standing there with the door open, but the bird refuses to go out. Finally, by the time the guys come back with his leaf blower, the bird flies out, almost hitting the guy.

He still blows the leaf blower through he dryer vent just to be safe. Turns out there was another bird in there. I named the crazy bird Fabio.

I will continue this post another time. Part 2 will come tomorrow. But until then, be good, stay strong, and choose the right. And remember, God loves you! Stay tuned.