Sunday, February 1, 2009
Bird
One time when we lived in the grove in Alturas, we had a parakeet. He was so smart. One day, he flew out the door and flew up high and out of sight. He thought he was gone forever. Then one day, a few weeks later, we heard his whistle. We went out to look for him and to our surprise, he was sitting on top of the railing on the catwalk of the water tower. I climbed the water tower ladder and got him to get on my shoulder and down we came. I managed to get him back inside the house. That was amazing. He looked a little worse for wear, but he made it back alive.
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