Birds. I have birds.
I just heard the very distinct sound of bird wings fluttering. I grabbed broom and went into my room where the noise was coming from and found the dog standing on back legs only staring at the ceiling. I know what you're thinking. The birds were just outside the window. Oh no I say to you. The birds are most definitely in between my ceiling and the floor of my upstairs neighbor.
I apologize for the lack of label, but really, what do I even say at this point?
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I'm going with bats.
Is it too late to become an attorney? 'Cause I think you should totally sue the pants off your landlord. You're living in squalor!
We don't have birds, btw. Or bats
Please sleep with your head under covers. I'm, also, going to go with bats. I hope your rent is really, really, cheap. On the upside, I bet the bats will eat the mice.
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