Cole's porch bed cover has blown off?
There is a box in the chair?
The cardinal is INSIDE the screened in porch?!
Cole and I were chillin' in the Family room, I was having another cuppa coffee, he was watching the yard, and
A flash of a brilliant orange-ish red on the porch.
What!?! Poodle alert!
Maybe it could see the predator 8 feet away, and hear the high pitched whining thru the door.
It was beautiful, and all shades of red, and in full blown panic. It could not remember how to get out!
It was a looooong night. We ran up, it flew downstairs. We went down it passed up flying back up to the office.
No rescue organization was interested in helping.
I finally got an idea. They are attracted to light, so we turned off the overhead light, shown a flashlight on the floor and it went for it, I threw a blanket over and we re-located the bird outside.
Meanwhile, the poodle is running up and down the stairs in a frenzy of frustration! Barking. He almost never barks. (news flash, if you're a hunter, you don't bark and warn the prey)
Cole leaves the porch door open when he goes out to the yard and critters sometimes find their way inside the porch. It always causes a ruckus. I mean that bird was pacing around on Cole's bed.
Cole was not amused.
He looked at me, and I didn't need a psychic to tell me what he was thinking.
"Oy! My mother is the WORST hunter EVER! Open the door!!!
All I could see happening was Cole getting covered in bird poop. Oy for reals!
Luckily when our collective backs were turned, in prep to deal with this, the cardinal left the building.