Ok so dd2 and I sitting in the living room and hear loud crash from upstairs........

[Polgara2]

.........followed by a cascade of feathers into the garden! On investigation there is a bloody great pigeon prostrate in the garden against the fence! Daft sod had flown into the bedroom window. It has now recovered enough to be hopping about but it obviously can't fly - what the hell do I do with it now?
DD2 kept asking if it was dead, or will it die Mummy? Now she's gone to bed but every other sentence was 'is the pigeon still there Mummy'. DD1 now home and wants me to DO something Mummy!!!!!

Oh god no - I won't be able to empty the bins now in case he's looking at me when I open the lid . Good excuse to get DH to empty them all week d'ya reckon?

My cat was chewing something grey and feathery this morning - and Barry has gone. Coincidence?

just been outside and there is bird poo on my patio set if i do see Barry i am really going to shoot him now

RIP Barry

Am thinking of making this as a momento.

Now that is ficking scary Polgara.

Aardfark/who moved.

Polgara - I think Karma has just occured to me following my suggestions to brain Brian