Tuesday, March 27, 2007


I'm going back a generation on this one, but it's such a funny story, that it deserves to be shared.

One night when our dad was about 12ish, his parents left him and his siblings home alone while they went out to a church meeting. While they were gone there was a cloud burst. It poured down for a few minutes. It came up so suddenly and so hard that the birds didn't have time to get to any shelter. He and his brother came out, and there were a mess of birds whose feathers had gotten so wet that they couldn't fly. They could just go up to them and catch them! Catch them they did, about 20 or 30 of them. They brought them into the house and put them under boxes, jars, baskets, whatever, thinking that they could keep them as pets. Well, after about an hour, their feathers dried off and they could fly again. When their parents came home, there were about 20 or 30 birds flying around inside the house. Can you imagine?! Bird poop everywhere! Dad said that Grandma was Furious! Too funny!

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