torsdag den 22. november 2012
Flyvetimer / Flying lessons
Med til at være fugl hører jo, at man kommer ud at flyve. Det medfører en del kalden!
Min nye fugl (der iøvrigt er endt med at hedde Amanda) flyver opad. Og opad. Indtil hun støder hovedet mod loftet. (Nej, undulater er ikke super kloge!) Eller nød-lander et eller andet sært sted. Som på dørkarmen!
My new, young budgerigar has settled in. The 2 birds love each other very much already, which is kind of funny. If one of them leaves the cage, the other one starts calling (loudly!) until they are within sight of each other again.
Part of being a bird is flying freely outside the cage. Which leads to a lot of calling!
My new bird (who by the way ended up with the name Amanda) fly upwards. And up. Until her head hits the ceiling. (I never said these birds were very wise!) Or she crash-lands somewhere weird. Like on the doorfram!
All the while the male is waiting. And wondering. And calling. (Loudly!) But no way can she find her way back to the cage!
She knows her way to one single place, which is on the curtain rod. You can see far from here! And they can find each other, which is nice. She doesn't want to fly home, but tries to bend and look behind the curtain to see the person placing his bike. When I offer a safe ride home on my finger, her true nature is showing. She is not very scared. But by NO means she wants to put more than one foot on my finger! Oh no! She is stretching as far away as possible to keep one leg to herself. When she finally gives in, she manages to fly away a few times before reaching the cage. This little bird is very stubborn!