Years ago, Sam and I were adopted by a cockatiel named Clyde, rescued from someone else. There was a Bonnie as well, but she had flown away long before we came on the scene. Since then, Clyde became very withdrawn and mainly sat on his perch, looking in his little mirror as if it was his lost companion. Even when we left his cage open, and took off the removable top section, he rarely left that mirror. He's a lot more active now though, but still defaults to that spot.
I'd rename him Rik, but he has a birdbrain intelligence. It'd be a downgrade.
I'd rename him Rik, but he has a birdbrain intelligence. It'd be a downgrade.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
