This morning, around 6:30 am, I woke up to a racket in the house. Loud enough, I honestly wondered if someone had broken into the house. But really, what criminal is breaking into houses in the morning? They are asleep by then. Anyway, I crept out of my room and down the hall to find a bird in the house. A few weeks ago, I had come home from sailing to find heavy "evidence" of a bird's presence in the house. Well, now I have seen it with my own eyes. I kept asking it to please not poop in the house. I opened the doors; hid the cat and waved at this thing until it flew outside. I was tempted to take a picture of the website but didn't want to jeopardize more time to poop with getting a picture. Now, I am following up with an email to my landlord to get him to screen in the chimney.