More crows
Some scene setting: Summertime last year I stumbled back from a huge party at about 6am and climbed into bed next to my dozing girlfriend.

At about 10am I woke up briefly to her saying "Hey, there's some weird noises coming from the chimney."

"Mmmmf, mrrrmrrmrmrmrmrrr" came the decisive reply from me.

At about noon I woke up feeling quite ropey. "Hey," says I "there's weird noises coming from the chimney."

"Indeed," replied girlf "incidentally isn't communication the greatest thing in our relationship."

"Uhuh, pass that screwdriver." I proceeded to unscrew the little vent from my tastefully boarded up fireplace (not my place, a rented room) at which point there is an almighty scrabbling and something sticks its head out. At this point I definitely didn't jump about three feet in the air... nope... no way. So after my heart rate had come back down a baby crow thing hopped out and using its uncanny avian sense of direction proceeded to fly to the corner of my room furthest from all the windows where it hid behind my bike. We opened a window and chivvied it out from its corner and it finally got the idea and took to the wing towards freedom. It took a beautiful line right up to the last yard where it gained another foot of altitude and connected quite solidly with the glass. It finally made it out though where I hope it got a right bollocking from it's crow-parents for flying down a chimney and waking me up when I could have done with about 6 hours more sleep.

Not attacked as such but it did make me jump (except of course that I didn't).

First post! Erm... woo?
(flimflam_machine, Tue 7 Jun 2005, 15:33, Reply)