Another bird story...but this one
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| Tue, 04-22-2003 - 10:30pm |
I went to bed really late last night and, as always happens when you go to bed late, I couldn't get to sleep. The blankets were tangled, the dogs were too close, the cat kept walking back and forth across me. And the birds kept flying around, even with the light out! After getting up twice to try to rectify things, I settled down (hopefully) for the night...or what was left of it...and then Rosie got off the bed. Now this is not a serious matter and normally wouldn't keep me up, except that she didn't lie down next to the bed as she usually does. She squirmed and wriggled her way around the corner where one of the birdstands stands (oops), trying to get under it to the other side of the bed. This was suspicious, so I got up YET AGAIN, looked around...nothing...looked under the bed...nothing...swiped my hand and arm in a long arc under the bed and found...ONE OF THE BABY BIRDS! .It was the one who hasn't really left the nest yet. Apparently he left it sometime yesterday and managed to fall/fly/flutter to the floor where he was stuck. No wonder his folks kept flying around. Anyway, I picked him up and got him back into the nest (which he hasn't left again since!)and everyone settled down...even me, and I was finally able to go to sleep. I just kept thinking today, though, of what would have happened if I hadn't found him before Rosie, Freddie or the cat did. Poor little thing.
Kat

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Aloha,
Lei
They wanted to eat me alive that summer...
and I had no idea how they were getting in.
Now, good luck with the fleas though! AHH!
Sara
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