We went to bed fairly late after watching a family movie. Upstairs the fans had our room fairly comfortable and the sheets were crisp and clean. Listening to Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, I fell asleep to chapter 27.
Some time later, I became aware of an incessant noise, an angry familiar chattering sound.
I awoke enough to realize that the Jenny Wren and her mate are extremely pissed off at someone and are telling them in no uncertain terms to stay the hell away from their nest!
As I am wondering who it could possibly be, I realize that the screen in the window has been popped open! I fly out of bed, calling Percy Jackson and he isn't under the bed where he usually is. I close the screen and run downstairs and open the front door to call him. And here he comes, tail straight up, chirping at me, all happy and dew soaked! He had gone out the screen onto the porch roof and somehow had gotten down to the grouns and he was mighty pleased with himself. Me, not so much.
I fed the animals, Percy was ravenous, poured some coffee and sat down at the computer only to realize it was 5:10 in the morning!!!!! ACK!
It is way too early.