Somehow a swifty swallow must have got into the cottage whilst my back was turned and started making a racket trying to escape. This didn't help as it only attracted the attention of my two kitties. All was safe until the bird made a wrong turn towards the cats. The cats pounced and George (the youngest) came up triumphant with a fluttering bird in her mouth. Not good. However, after a few mins of shock, I managed to get George to release the bird and shooed both cats outdoors. Now it became a waiting game. So after numerous poos on my kitchen table, the swift swallow managed to escape through the skylight to freedom and away from kitty jaws. Certainly time to put the kettle on!
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