I was in the bathroom doing the hard work of washing the cinnamon mask off my hair. The phone rang, but I didn't pick it. And then a loud sound was heard, as if sth had fallen. I thought those were my trousers that fell down from the hanger.
When I entered the room, I saw... a bird beating against the window! I realised I have to let it out, but I had to take it with bare hands, something I've always feared. What is more, I don't even know how to hold birds correctly. And what if it bites? I don't know what it is like when birds bite.
Eventually I managed to grab it, but it scratched my finger, those claws are fuckin sharp! I released it cursing since it went on scratching me.
Please don't mind the dirty windowsill, a few flowerpots have been recently taken away from there.
Бобр-тян, I'm on the 7th floor. You made me feel better, I also knew that it happens because these birds are careless, but still thought it might be a bad sign.
Бобр-тян, I'm on the 7th floor. You made me feel better, I also knew that it happens because these birds are careless, but still thought it might be a bad sign.