
I return home this evening and I hear nothing. No peeping.So I drop my crap and head for my laundry room. Heat lamp bulb burned out.

One keet is dead in the cage, two more are dead on the floor outside of the cage and one is AWOL. My first thought is "There is a dead bird somewhere in my house....****!" So I move everything in my laundry room, washer and dryer included. No bird.

I move out to my dining room, move everything, No bird.

Kitchen. No bird

By this time I'm becoming alarmed and exasperated. Now my major thought is that my tiny crawling 7 month old daughter is going to find said dead bird, eat it and get salmonella and die.....
I move to the living room and proceed to carefully move everything except my couches. No bird.

As I'm beginning to have a conniption I decide to see if there is anything behind my couch. Low and behold! BIRD

So, I'm wiggling my couch out to retrieve it's little dead body and the little twerp hops up, peeps at me and runs back under the couch......

The moral of this story you ask?
GUINEA'S ARE CREEPY. And yet, still cute....