[Leica] weird things afoot at castle cassidy....

[jsmith342 at gmail.com (Jeffery Smith)]

It seems so groomed, like a salivating cat had licked it all night. The only 
time a bird got into my house, it flew straight into a wall, dropped to the 
floor, and then finished itself off in the ceiling fan. Your bird looks less 
like a suicide and more like fowl play. Like the bird Bette Davis fixed on a 
platter with sliced tomatoes for the wheelchair-bound Joan Crawford.

Jeffery


On Jun 26, 2010, at 1:24 PM, Kyle Cassidy wrote:

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> http://www.kylecassidy.com/lj/2010/deadbird12.jpg
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> 
> Trillian and I stayed up till midnight watching LOST which is finally 
> starting to get strange, we went to bed & locked the bedroom door (as is 
> our habit.) The cats couldn't be coaxed into the room because, you know, 
> it's hot and miserable in the rest of the house and they wanted to lay 
> around like tortured artists.
> 
> I woke up at 4:30 and couldn't get back to sleep. Got up, checked my 
> email,  finally went back to bed around 5:30 and had a series of really 
> fast & strange dreams, I'd wake up after each one and immediately fall 
> back to sleep and instantly back into a dream. I don't remember any of 
> them, but I know they were at least semi lucid. I finally woke up around 
> 7:30 in the morning and got out of bed and there, on the night stand, next 
> to the lamp was a dead bird.
> 
> "Trillian," I said, "there's a dead bird here."
> 
> She sat up and looked over on the night stand; at the time I wasn't really 
> sure that I wasn't still asleep. The look on her face confirmed that I 
> wasn't hallucinating. It looked like someone had carefully laid it there, 
> centered on a lace doily. I picked it up -- it was dead, but still warm. 
> We checked the windows, they were closed and so were the doors. I looked 
> out into the hallway & all the cats were passed out on the carpet looking 
> like unfortunate throw rugs.
> 
> About four months ago we had a bird come down the chimney -- it drove 
> Roswell insane. She could hear it flitting around in there and finally it 
> shot out and flew through the house like a freaked out tennis ball, 
> frantically banging into things. I opened a window and it shot out. The 
> only thing I can figure is another one got in the house through the 
> chimney flew frantically around the house without us noticing made its way 
> upstairs into our bedroom and ... stayed there quietly (sitting on a bust 
> of Pallas?) until seven in the morning and then dropped dead of unknown 
> causes without making a sound.
> 
> It seems like a stretch, but short of Voodoo priests or 
> reverse-bird-burglars, it's the only thing I can think of. I wrapped the 
> bird up and took it outside but at the last minute brought it back in and 
> took a photo, just in case I wake up tomorrow and can't remember if it 
> actually happened or not.
> 
> It did. There's a dead bird on my coffee table.
> 
> There you go. Hope your Saturday is equally exciting. 
> 
> Kyle
> 
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