So last night when Tyler came home I could hear he was not alone. He brought home “a friend” another bird, sigh. Quickly I jumped from bed and closed the door that separated the two rooms.
When I finally strolled out of bed to prepare for work, I expected to see a bloody carcass somewhere on the kitchen floor. I did not. A feather or two but no bird, maybe he took it outside.
I opened the front door and scanned the backyard once over to look for sign of life, or death as the case may be. Hmm maybe it was a close call.
After my shower I flip on my computer, pour some juice, and pull some eggs and bacon from the frig. When I go to place the items on the kitchen counter there it was. The previous night before I laid a handtowel on the kitchen counter to serve as a drying surface for dining utensils that wouldn’t fit into the dishrack. He was sitting on a 3 inch piece right beside serving tongs and a few forks.
This came under the heading of “things that only happen to me”. I kept hearing the AA message in my head “We will intuitively know how to handle situations which previously used to baffle us.” Um yeah, not quite, lol.
I mashed up some blueberries and set a small saucer of water out. After all he is a victim and perhaps abit tramautized and there was no need to forget good manners, LOL.
So I set about making my breakfast, bacon and eggs, yep you heard me. The night before I didn’t eat dinner and I needed REAL FOOD. So I started the bacon and then picked up an egg and grabbed a bowl. Cracked one egg and muttered to the bird“so sorry”, two eggs, “so sorry”, third egg, “so sorry”.
Trying to throw myself into the day I sat down and ate breakfast. I figred at some point during the day Tyler would find the bird again and wild kingdom redux would resume. But then something else happened. The bird decided to make a break for it. It was flying around my kitchen. I locked Tyler into the bathroom opened the front door and out and off he went.
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