The extremely strange thing about our little visitor was that we had no idea how he found his way in the house. We discovered him after Hurricane Sandy but one day before the Nor'Easter and all of our windows were locked and closed. We thought perhaps he might have found his way in through small openings within the house and in through the radiator and such but really we haven't a clue.
After much shooing and waving our hands at the poor frightened fellow, we managed to persuade him out the window before Kitty took matters into her own hands.
I couldn't help thinking of the The Bird Omen Wives Tale which perceives this sort of visit to be a harbinger of very bad luck but I found it interesting that some think of this as a sign of good luck too.
What would you say?