good morning ****ateil
well as some of you know I recently increased my family by purchasing a bird. the cutest little ****ateil in the world. i'd not had this kind of bird before. in fact i've not been the bird type of person, its always been cats and dogs for me.
but the ex financee had one of these. since him i've wanted one. so i finally found one that i connected with. it was like choosing a new boyfriend!
had to be someone who was sweet tempered.
had to have personality
had to be cute
the only thing it doesn't have is money and a car so in a way i was replacing the ex. ut oh slap me for my sarcasium...
anywho the bird is adorable and is adjusting to being in this crazy household. so are the two cats and 5 pound pomerian who have had soul rulership for the past 5 years. the bird is only a couple of months old. she was hand fed so is very good about being with people. they had clipped her wings and while it has helped her to bond with me i feel like it was cruel. she so wants to fly.
i understand this wanting to fly issue. not in the sense that i want to climb onto the roof of my condo and leap off into the air more along the lines of wanting to climb into life and leap! see?
anywho the bird does not know that its wings are clipped.
the bird thinks each time she tryies might be the time that she flys.
she doesn't get down about it not happening she just trys again.
oh my god i've got light bulbs popping all over the top of my head!!!!!
so.
every morning its the same thing.
tweety (the bird duh)
charlie (the dog)
lily & sammy (the cats)
and i go through the same senario.
I wake up get out of bed, open up Charlies kennel door say good morning! shake the cats off my bed and say good morning! take the towel off of tweetys cage and say good morinng! theres tweeting and barking and meowing. If this bird talks I can't wait to see what it says. probably shut up i'm trying to sleep.
so i open tweetys cage door to take her downstairs with the rest of the clan for breakfast. she hops onto my finger and shakes her feathers. stretches one little toothpick leg all the way backkkkkkk then shakes her feathers. stretches her little tiny head straight up to the skyyyyyyyyyy. then shakes her feathers. then stretches the other tiny toothpick leg allll the wayyyyy backkkkkkkk. yup you guessed it then shakes her feathers.
then she wiggles her little furry butt.
then she tenses
then she gets totally still concentrating. you can see the little wheels turning in that pin head.
she crouches down on my finger.
opens her wings out as far as they will goooooooo
sits for a minute tightening them concentrating crouching lower
head down little feathers on the top of that head flattened for the best air balance
then the wings start to flap
faster faster faster FASTER
she crouches one last time and springs into the AIR!
plops on the ground
every single time she plogs onto the ground
but she knows. she just knows that someday she will fly!
and she WILL!
I'm not goign to get that little birds wings clipped. I want to see her fly. I know she can and will do it someday.
Thank you for reading this. I know somewhere in this it sounds like there is some kind of message and in a way there is. theres one in here for me i'm sure that theres one in there for others.
i have to admit this little bird has just flown right into my heart! how did i ever survive without having a bird all these years?
Why, when you've struggled all this time to fly on your own, would you want to hold your dear Tweety back from enjoying that same feeling? 
At least, that is the little lesson I've taken away from this!
Dina 
That is one lucky sonofagun bird to pick you for a mommy...I loved this story, probably because I've been feeling pretty clipped lately. Your optimism is contageous, Pam, even when you're down, you find your way up faster than I could begin to understand. Thanks for being here. Can I come visit you and your zoo??? Love, M.
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