The Case of the Crate and Barrel Bird

I returned home from school happy and hungry. This is not unusual. In fact, nothing was unusual about my return--a bit of rain, a wet bicycle, a couple close calls with automobiles, a wave here and there, etc. I entered through my door, checked my ant situation (ants tend to dominate my kitchen area at times--they find a speck of sugar and fight to the death for a chance to feed), and set my bag down in my room. Then I went into my kitchen, grabbed a piece of bread, and filled my empty belly. Nothing unusual until a glance at the bird. "The bird" is actually an ornament my sister gave me which I brought down to Honduras mistakenly. It's hard to explain why it's in my kitchen window...I have beers and other man things here so I believe it balances out. Anyway, my masculinity is not what's important. The bird was no longer in my window, shining with the brilliance of the sun, but hanging out on my sponge. How could this have happened? Lets check the photos:Archive Photo: View of bird in window

Bird on Sponge--as was when I returned

View from outside apartment--note bird hanging from barsBird in window. Note sponge, screen.

The question is: how did the bird make it from outside my apartment, through my screen and finally at rest on my sponge? It is not easy to undo the bird from it's spot from outside--one must hold themselves up with one arm with figuring out my complicated hanging system. This might sound harsh, but I'm not sure that Hondurans are capable of such hard work for so little payoff. The mastermind behind this knows that I will not rest until I find the answer. Help me solve the mystery!