Terrified – The Weekend of Horror

I was at my computer desk in the living room with the front door opened.   I like to open my front door so I can feel the cool fresh air.  Today is Saturday and everything was beautiful.

I heard some bird chirping close by.  Soon, one bird flew inside my apartment, it flew right by my head, and flew in to my bedroom.

Imagine the terror!  I freak out when I see bee.  Last week a lizard came in to my living room and I almost passed out.  This time it was a huge animal.

My neighbor, an old lady, told me that a smaller bird was being chased by a crow.  The bird flew in to my apartment to hide, and the crow almost followed in as well, she said.  Can you imagine that?  2 Birds?  A crow?

I grabbed a broom and slowly looked for the bird.  It was terrifying.  I finally found the bird.  I used the broom to chase the bird away, but that backfired.  This time I really lost the bird.  Now I had no idea if the bird was in my apartment or not.

So, I left the door opened…  and I fell alseep on the couch.

The old lady’s granddaughter (early teen) woke me from the nap.  She asked me to look for the bird again that she would like to keep the bird for herself.  I found the bird inside the bedroom.  Oh, my God, it was disgusting.  The bird actually grew bigger while I was taking a nap!!

My neighbor with her granddaughter came in to my bedroom and we shut the door behind us.  The bird was flying in my bedroom.  This was a nightmare.   At one point both the granddaughter and I screamed like a little girl.  Then the girl saw me screaming like a girl, and started to laugh.  🙁

Finally, the grandmother caught the bird with her bare hands.  What a trooper.  I think she’s got pecked by the bird.  After a quick photoshoot, she released the bird.  It flew and reunited with the family.

I came back home and washed my hands like there was no tomorrow.

PS. Next day my neighbor told me that she faked being pecked by the bird to scare me even more.

Update: Next day, Sunday morning.

My other neighbor made me Sunday breakfast.  (I love my apartment.  I know a lot of people.)  I told her about the bird incident and we had a big laugh.  Then I looked at my neighbor’s cat.  She was playing with what appeared to be a toy lizard.  And then it hit me.  Oh my God, not again.  Make it stop!

“Please tell me that is a toy lizard” I begged to my neighbor.  “Oh! not again” she complained, and she picked up the lizard with her bare hand. 

With her bare hand!!

I almost lost my breakfast right there.  Too much, man… too much in one weekend.

Look at that evil face…

PS. Did you notice those two animals have an exact same facial expression?  As if they shared a note…