Today when I got home after work, I did my usual routine of watering my chilli plants. As I headed towards my front door, I heard a cockatiel calling, but not coming from inside. (Colbie, one of my birds, knows the sound of a door being unlocked and starts calling frantically)
It was then I saw a cockatiel flying up to one of the tall palm trees around the area. It was calling out, probably trying to find its home or friends. He then took off somewhere else. Poor guy. I hope he finds some food and water in this heat.... :-(
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- lordsnipe
- Male in his 30s living in the most isolated city in the world. Probably thinks about food too much but as the motto goes: "You only live once". Prefers cheaper, more authentic places rather than the wank factor.