Tuesday

I've been slacking, I know. Anyhow, here's the news. My bird flew away!!!! It SUCKS!!! I miss him. I want him back so bad. I was even crying over the damn thing. I got attached to my little birdie :( But yeah. He's gone. He ran off yesterday. Something scared him and he flew out the door when I ran out there to get my license bc I was on the phone with a potential job person... I swear if I don't get that job I'm gunna be pissed the Fuck off... I still have Shane's bird. But mine was the nice one. The fun one. But he's gone now. I hate it. When Shane got home from work today he heard him outside so we followed the sound. Shane would whistle to him like he usually does, then the bird would whistle back to him. In the end he found him... a quarter mile back into the woods, but he found him. He was on the third branch up, sitting in a pine tree. But Shane couldn't climb up there. He tried. He got half way up then came back down. He's tired. His work takes a lot out of him... I wish I could climb trees. But anyways, on Shane's almost-second attempt to climb up there, he flew off before Shane even got to the tree. I feel a little bit better considering I know he's alive and he's happy. But I still miss him.

No more of him attacking my food when I try to eat. No more of him licking the ice off my popsicle's plastic. No more of him drinking out of the faucet when I'm trying to wash dishes. No more of him accidentally landing in our plates as we're eating dinner. No more of him dragging my fork away from me. No more of him leaping off the cage to sit on my shoulder. No more of him crawling up the leg of my pants to get to me. No more of him licking my face randomly. No more of him unintentionally biting my lip. No more of him nibbling on my hair when I get out of the shower. No more of him picking the keys off my laptop or chewing on it's cord. No more of him attacking my cell phone when I'm texting. No more of him mimicking the person on the other line when I'm on the phone. No more of him biting my pen when I write. No more of him biting my neck while he's trying to play with my necklace. No more of him running off with my memory card for my camera. No more of us whistling back and forth at each other. No more of him squalking when I leave the room. No more of him trying to fly to me when I'm cooking dinner and missing and landing on top of the shelf. No more of him trying to get sunflower seeds out of my mouth when I'm eating them. No more of him trying to eat the seeds through the container. No more of him chasing my hand down when I try to put more food in the cage. No more of Shane calling me Eve everytime he flies to me. No more of him biting the design off my shirt. No more bird feet tapping in the hallway when he walks back to the computer room to get me. No more curious birdie. No more happy birdie. No matter what was going on around here, or how much was going wrong, he was always happy. Cheered me up a lot. Kept me company when Shane's stuck on his game. I miss Stryker :'(