At 2:30am this morning my wife woke me up to say that the wreath on our front door was being attacked. This wouldn’t normally be a problem, except that during the last month a mother bird was raising 3 little baby birds in a nest she had build on our door. Apparently a neighborhood cat had seen and heard the birds and went into attack mode. We were able to save at least one of the baby birds and reunite it with its mother. But I’m sure I was a sight out chasing cats in my boxers in the middle of the night. Crisis averted!