Above our bathroom, there&#039s always been this annoying cooing. Every morning without fail as I&#039m taking my shower, the ceiling coos. We figure that pigeons have made roost in our ceiling somehow, probably through a vent or hole in the wall outside. It&#039s irritating, but yesterday just culminated how irritating it really is to have pigeons live in your ceiling.

Ian noticed Kitty sitting still in the hallway, an unusual place for her since there&#039s really nothing of interest in there, and after a few minutes, he heard what she had: scuffling along the ceiling tiles. I went in there and listened a bit to see if it was a mouse or racoon or bird, and after shining a flashlight at the plastic screen covering the flourescent bulbs, I saw bird feet. Yup, a damned pigeon.

We joked about letting Kitty have it, but after some deliberation, decided it just needed out of the apartment before it caused some major damage to wiring or the ceiling. Rather than call an animal control unit, we opted to get the pest out ourselves. Ian nailed a blanket over the entrance to the living room, closed the bathroom door, and shut me and Kitty in the bedroom where we could watch through the glass in our door. He pulled back a ceiling tile near the front door and then started hammering on the ceiling at the opposite end of the hallway with his kukri. Actually, he used the kukri to move the first ceiling tile back. It&#039s weird how that weapon gets used as an everyday tool sometimes. After a couple minutes, I told Ian to shut the hall light off since it was probably freaking the dumb animal out, and just a minute or so after that, it flew straight out the hole and out the front door, down the stairs and out the building. What an adventure! Well, not really.

Kitty was ansy and really wanted that bird, but there&#039s always the next time the damned thing gets lost in our ceiling and we have to drive it out like villagers with pitchforks…or kukris as the case may be. Ian came up with a much more interesting way of telling the tale, only his got a little blown out of proportion after the part about the bird flying out of the apartment. I encouraged it, of course, &#039cause I like his writing and it&#039s funny. That all being said, that&#039s pretty much the end of yesterday&#039s excitement. On the slate for today: watch rented movies and clean my desk. I also plan on making a chef&#039s salad for lunch and Ian&#039s making chili for dinner. Yum! Or maybe we should do those in the opposite order. Whatever. That&#039s my update for the day.