My poor birds! I returned home to the rather unpleasant news that the idiot petsitter we hired was feeding my birds wrong. Instead of feeding them seed, she fed them pellets, which they do not eat as their main staple. Luckily, we were only gone two days. If we had been gone any longer, they probably would have died.
Tomorrow should be interesting, as we have to meet with said petsitter to pick up the house key, and said petsitter does not yet know of the wrong she committed.
This is so cute.
A parakeet that escaped Sunday from its home in Yokohama, Japan, has been reunited with its owner after belatedly telling police where it lived, the Kyodo News agency reports.
Fumie Takahashi’s bird flew its coop in the Sagamihara district on Sunday. It made its way into the city center, flying into a hotel and perching on the shoulder of a guest.
Police took the the baby-blue budgie back to jail, where for three days it demonstrated it was no stool pigeon. Then Tuesday night, it suddenly piped up, reciting its address in the concrete jungle, right down to the block and house number, Kyodo says, by way of the London Telegraph.
And of course, I’m sure you want to see a photo of the bird.
Yet another reason why my birds need to learn how to speak!
SO CUTE.
Aren’t they adorable? My mom sent me this link that had the photo. When there are oil spills in New Zealand, these penguins can be harmed if they preen and ingest the oil, so the sweaters keep them from preening until they can be properly cleaned. I really, really want to knit a sweater! How long does it take for the post to get to New Zealand?
There once was a green bird named Penny. She lived happily with a blue and white bird named Henry.
In April 2011, tragedy struck. The little green bird became terminally ill and died before the month was over, a few days before her fifth birthday.
It’s been three months since we lost Penny and sometimes, I still cannot believe she is gone. Вечная память.
In memory of a special someone who is no longer here.
Вечная память.