You have a lot of birds. I never realized they were so many!
When I was a child, I had a parakeet. He got to fly around the house and liked to sit on the rustic beams in the living room. (I still love those beams. My grandmother was always afraid they would fall down on us, though I don't see how they could move a millimeter on their own without the aid of demonic powers.) One day we discovered by his favourite spot a hole in the wall. A fairly deep hole in the wall with about the circumference of a tennis ball. If he'd been allowed to keep at it, I'm sure he would eventually have tunneled his way out. All the darling bird needed was a poster of Rita Hayworth, and he could have been Tim Robbins in The Shawshank Redemption.
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Date: 2004-02-10 07:14 pm (UTC)When I was a child, I had a parakeet. He got to fly around the house and liked to sit on the rustic beams in the living room. (I still love those beams. My grandmother was always afraid they would fall down on us, though I don't see how they could move a millimeter on their own without the aid of demonic powers.) One day we discovered by his favourite spot a hole in the wall. A fairly deep hole in the wall with about the circumference of a tennis ball. If he'd been allowed to keep at it, I'm sure he would eventually have tunneled his way out. All the darling bird needed was a poster of Rita Hayworth, and he could have been Tim Robbins in The Shawshank Redemption.