I guess I should fill you in on the "gift". I was walking into my bedroom yesterday evening. The kids and I were planning on running a few errands and then going to play in the fountain at Falls Park. As I move towards the bathroom, I see feathers on the floor. I think to myself, feathers could be fun in the bedroom (wink, wink), but we haven't purchased anything that has feathers in it! I look around and there is no sign of where the feathers came from.
Then one of my men walks in. He stares at me and goes over to the dresser and starts looking under it with a look of anticipation. Then it dawns on me. Either Noah or Ted (our cats) brought a bird into the house. Not into any part of the house, into my bedroom. And it wasn't just on the floor for a while, it had been on my comforter. And if that wasn't bad enough, it obviously wasn't dead when it crawled under my dresser!!!
I called Sarah into the room to verify the location of the bird. Since she's young and unencumbered by a growing baby, she bent down and found the birds location. I pulled out the bottom drawer and there was my quarry...
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