These little critters found their way inside after our front door was left open while we were out for a good three hours last week. (I will not point any fingers but it was NOT DuVall, or Olivia, or me.) Olivia and I tried for at least two hours to get them to leave the house. We were very creative, and although I was stressed about these cute, but horribly foul, creatures in my mother's beautiful house, we did laugh a lot. At one point Olivia told me I was crazy. Nothing I didn't already know! We watched them fly into the same windows over and over and over again. It really brought new meaning to the the phrase "bird brain".
Then our hero came home. DuVall had them out of the house within minutes. Nothing a little pool net and ladder can't fix.