September 1, 2005
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A Visitor
This little guy was in our oak tree this evening. When Jim tried to coax him down, he wanted to come but was afraid. So Jim got on a ladder and held out his finger and the little guy came to him. He's extremely tame and very smart. I think he was probably starving and dehydrated because he's been eating Goldfish crackers and water like crazy.
Now he's taking a little snooze...he found my grapevine wreaths in my craft shelf and is sleeping. Poor guy. Tomorrow we'll put an ad in the paper to see if someone lost him. If not, it would be really hard to part with him.
Comments (4)
Awww. What a pretty guy. He must belong to someone. Keeping their wings clipped is so key, or they can be out the door like a shot if not caged. My uncles budgie flew off like that when I was babysitting my cousin and I'm sad about it even 19 years later. Bernie-bird could talk and everything.
I think he found a good home, if nobody claims him. What a lucky birdie.
I love sailors, forecastle speak, the language of the lower deck, I wrote a whole blog on it this week. I love your bird, sounds like a win win for youse guys and the pretty birdy, pretty birdy, nice
Aw, what a cutie. Glad he wasn't so scared he flew away. Jim must have been elated when he landed on his finger!
Oh he is gorgeous - LMAO I just made a unintended pun!
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