7.14.2008

Moonlight

I sneeze a lot at work. All the time. I wonder if it has to do with the ghost that lives here...


I went to my mom's this past weekend. She had given a friend of hers that she initially got for Mia. She couldn't keep it because it kept biting Mia.... (she's had a few birds, so I'm not sure if it's the same one I'm thinking of). Anyway, she told me she gave it to her friend, but she kept dreaming about it at night. She said that her dreams made her think that the bird was unhappy in his new environment.

So my mom called her friend and asked for the bird back, saying that she was going to give it to Mia (which was a lie). The lady said that she could take it back, no problem.

My mom went to her house a couple of days later, but her friend wasn't there. She went to her backyard (is it trespassing if it's a friend's house?) and saw the bird in a cage. She saw that it was in that cage with another bird, though, and thought it'd be sad if she took her bird and left the other one alone.

So.

She opened the cage and let both of them go free.



Her friend called her later that day and apologized, saying that her husband must have left the cage open when he fed them. My mom acted surprised.


I thought it was super sweet of her to let the birds go. :)

1 Comments:

At 14/7/08 11:41, Blogger Kelly said...

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.


-Maya Angelou, "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings"

:)

 

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