Come in from the cold

Cam woke up this morning because one of the cats kept walking on him. The cat was stalking something, which turned out to be a small brown bird. Why was there a bird in Cam's room in the beginning of January? How did it get in? We don't know.

If it had been a mouse or a snake I guess I wouldn't be so confused. They always seem to find their way in but a bird seems mysterious when you don't have the windows open.

This one took four hours to figure out how to fly back outside. Meanwhile the house got very, very cold. I still haven't warmed up.

I'm watching an episode of the Twilight Zone where a poor lady has something invade her home. It's a flying saucer with two freakish robot/staypuft marshmallow men in it. They're terribly mean, going after her with knives and zappy guns. A little bird is nothing compared to that.