Word Up!

So I am at work and I get this message from my wife about a bird being trapped behind our wardrobe… my first suspicion is that it may be our family pet Georgie…

However… no; it was the bird noises inside my wife’s head…

Chat Transcript is as follows:

Wife: There is a bird trapped behind our wardrobe…
Anthony: Umm, Georgie?
Wife: Nope
Anthony: Umm?
Wife: I can hear it, it flaps and swarks every now and then.
Anthony: How the fudge did a bird get in our house and behind out wardrobe?
Wife: I can’t see where it is.
Anthony: Well pull the wardrobe out.
Wife: It’s too heavy and it hasn’t made a sound for a while…
Anthony: Right, so I have to come home and fish out a dead bird from behind our wardrobe? How the fuck did it get inside and behind there anyway?
Wife: Maybe it isn’t behind there, I don’t know, I heard it though.
Anthony: Sure you did.

So there you go; I’m either married to a crazy woman (which I have suspected for some time now) or there is a bird-ghost or wall/roof/closet bird somewhere in our house…