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The bird was huge. Like the size of an elephant.
Okay, maybe not that big. But it was big.
It took up the whole of my bathtub. But what the fuck was it doing in there?
It was an unusual colour. Orange feathers, with a green tinge on the edges. It's beak was purple, and red. And the claws were sharp looking bastards.
What the hell was it?
And more importantly how had it got into my bath?
It was dead.
At least I thought it was dead. I didn't want to get too close.
The first thought: could the cat have dragged it in here?
Well, it's possible I suppose. The cat is a mean killing machine. But even Tibbles would struggle to bring something that big in the house.
Fuck, he'd never get it though the front door, let alone the bloody cat flap!
I opened the bathroom door and looked at the carpet in the bedroom, checking for tale tell signs of a cat dragging injured or dead beast into the room. No blood, no feathers.
What the hell..?