I forgot to tell you all! Last weekend, I came home and cuddled in with my kiddo for a nap. When J woke up, I realized I hadn’t seen Mr. Tubs yet, which was very odd. So I enlisted the rest of the house to help me look for him. Shortly thereafter, my hubby tells me he found him in the basement and he seemed fine. So I didn’t think much of it. A little while later, I go down to clean the litter box and soon see why Tubby won’t come upstairs: he’s hunting a bird!
I couldn’t hardly believe it! I tell my husband and start trying to think how to get it out of my house. Any time I got close, it flew away, so catching it was out of the question.
I then decided to try and “herd” it the direction I wanted it to go, and SUCCESS! It flew upstairs where I promptly lost it. After searching the main floor, I find it in our addition, which is where our back door is located. So after a bit more herding, it finally flew out the door.
I still have no idea how the bird got in my basement or how long it was there. I’m just grateful my stuff isn’t covered in bird poop!