A bird just flew into our sliding glass window and is now lying stunned on the tipped-over practice net on the patio.
Meanwhile Surfer has managed to escape his STRAPPED-ON oversized dog cone. (We discovered his coneless state before he had time to remove his stitches for the third time. In fact, I think he actually came into the family room to show me his cone had come off.)
I was hoping to get through this weekend without a trip to the vet.
Bird is not moving.
Ed is going to have to deal with it.