She was taking me to my favorite spot on top of the fridge, where I can feel super tall and sing to my reflection in the microwave door, and I got a little overzealous about getting there…and in a fit of passionate birdie enthusiasm, I took flight off mom’s shoulder, forgetting that for the past 15 years I haven‘t been able to fly. Well, needless to say, I missed my mark, rammed into the fridge and fell down with a thud on the kitchen floor. It was a big thud and I got the birdie wind knocked out of me pretty bad.
For the next 15 minutes or so, I was breathing with my beak half-open and my eye-lids were semi-shut. I think this freaked mom out, because in the 15 years she’s been my mom, I’ve never done this. I mean, she kept holding me close to her face, kissing me, asking what was wrong and this weird wet stuff was coming from her eye-balls. I mean, I knew I was fine, I was just more embarrassed that I had failed at flight.
For those of you who don’t know, Pearl is my birdie of 15 years…you can find out a little more about him here.
Anyone else have funny bird/pet stories they want to share!? I’d love to hear :)