Closet Extremist

Have little purple blanket. Will Travel.

Once again, I was called to the scene of the upheaval. The cats (all four of them) had decided that a little robin was needed for their entertainment and culinary needs. Since it was raining today, they decided that it would be more fun to bring the bird in the house. As it is generally known, birds can fly, so the little scamp eluded the cats by hanging out on one of the blades of the ceiling fan. The curtain-rods weren't as good, as the felines can climb.

Under normal circumstances, we would just open the sliding glass door, and the bird figures out that there is way to get as far as away as possible, and therfore it splits the scene. Not this bird though. Too easy. He decided to lead me on a merry chase from the ceiling fan, over to the curtain rod at the window, and across the room to the curtain rod above the sliding glass door. The Fully-Agape sliding glass door. After the first eighteen laps around the living room, I decided that more extreme measures were needed. Thus, the purple blanket was deployed. I hated to bring out the big guns on him like that, but he was being obstinate.

The stupid avian actually managed to elude the "Purple Blanket of Doom" not once, not twice, but three times. But me and my blanket are not to be denied. I lowered the boom on that little critter, and ensnared him in my inpenetrable purple cage. Luckily, I had a pair of work-gloves around the house, so I was able to grab that nasty, little, disease ridden animal and fling it out the door to his freedom.

"No-Problem Ma'am. I do this all the time."

I'm thinking of starting a freelance Critter Removal Service. Give the stinkin' ASPCA a run for their money. Nothing can stand against me and my blanky!