When I got home from The Hour live I found I had other things I had to take care of before I wrote the blog. One open food dish on the bird cage = one loose bird. I could hear him cheep once in a while , but I could not find the little bugger. I mean budgie. I wrote a short blog that kept most of the details secret and did not do justice to the evening. Then I spotted the bird. He was sitting on top of the lamp above my head. 3 am I am chasing one little blue @$%@%$ across the room. I ask myself why do I have birds? ... Then I ask myself where can I borrow a cat? I went to bed at 4 am. That bird is still sitting on the curtains, laughing at me. The title of this post is misleading because I don't seem to know how. I am going back to bed.
be free (to Gordon be free for now I will catch you later)
Barbara
Update!
My dad is the best Dad in the world. While I was resting, he went out and bought me two large fish nets. No not a pair of fishnets! The nets did the trick and Gordon is now back in his cage as of 11:30 am.
7 comments:
I'm thinking the "be free" salutation is not really aimed at Gordon.
okay before you think that some weirdo posted something really inflammatory and then reconsidered, it was me somehow double-posting. lame lame lame, I am.
lol. Two of the same posts are betternot seding it by accident.
See... not enough sleep thanks to that bird.
yay dad! Bad boy, Gordon!
Thanks for the car and spirit link - wild story. Is that the picture you showed George?
Yes that is the picture. I show it to everyone. They may think I have a screw loose but I did not make that photo up. You can send it to him if you want so he can show his Mom. I wonder what she would say...
Now I got to go to work. Long day ahead.
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