@#%#@% CATS!!! →[More:]
So it's about 6.30am, i'm trying to squeeze out the last few minutes of sleep before i have to wake up to go to work, and all of a sudden i hear a godawful crash. I jump out of bed like a jack-in-the-box on viagra and rush to investigate.

Turns out the cats have somehow managed to get a bird into the house (how i dont know) and the poor thing is flying about trying desperately to escape, while the two evil cats appear to be auditioning for cirque du soleil in attempts to catch the bird. The awful crashing sound that awoke me turns out to be BOTH cats colliding in mid air and landing on the bathroom vanity, knocking everything over, including my beloved potted plant that is clinging on to dear life with one leaf left!

Anyways, the terrified bird takes up residence on the upper ledge of my shower stall, safe from the reach of the cats. I shoo the felines away, but have no way to corral the bird to set it free. As i leave for work, the poor bird is still high on the ledge. I decide to take down the netting over the window and leave the window open in the hopes the birdy will fly out to freedom before those maniacal cats get to it.

So now, the philosophical question remains: "Is a bird in the bath really worth 2 kitties in the doghouse?"