Isn't it ironic?

To misquote Alanis Morrisette... we rescued a bird (a thrush perhaps?) that was being attacked by a magpie and the only "safe" place we could think of putting it for some recovery time was in the cat room and into the cat's bed, no less.

Luckily we were able to shut off the cat flap while he had some R&R. Thankfully Tweet, as Erin subsequently named him, was able to get his stuff together after a couple of hours and flew off into the sunset for a happy ending!