Right now a guy is cutting a hole in one of my basement walls…yes, in a section of the house that we had no plans of redoing, repainting or messing with in any way.
Last night we noticed India (a very hypersensitive cat) staring at the wall in the basement, and we quickly determined that YET ANOTHER bird had found its way into our venting. (How does this keep happening?!?!) Unfortunately, this little critter had lost its way from the air vent and fell down the wall.
Take it from me, there’s nothing worse than hearing a bird fluttering in your wall.
I’m at work, listening over the phone as the guy cuts multiple holes in my wall (that’s a lovely sound also) because, inexplicably, they cannot find the bird! WTF?!?!?!
If there’s anything we know, it’s what a bird sounds like in the wall. Show yourself bird!! Jen is all for ripping the entire wall off, so intent on solving this mystery is she.
This is most baffling. If I pay someone to make swiss cheese out of my wall, I want there to be some pay-off, preferably in the form of a wee little bird flying free.
I hope this guy determines once and for all how these buggers are getting in so we can pull up the welcome mat for good!