A New Bird?

I don’t know.  I just don’t know.

I thought I heard Ivy scratching around in her cage last night . . .

I knew today that I needed another bird.  I needed to find another cockatiel I could own.  Well, okay, I didn’t decide on another cockatiel until towards the end of the day.

In any case, neither Sharon nor I were that well off at work.  I lost Ivy last night, and Sharon’s mom had to have her dog put to sleep this morning.  So, yeah.  Neither of us were in great shape.  But I didn’t start crying at work, though it was close a couple of times.

In any case, after I got off work, Mike and I went to several different pet stores, inluding drivng down to the Bird Jungle, looking at other birds.  I held on at Pets Plus, two at PetSmart, and a couple at the bird Jungle, but none of them really reached out and spoke to me.  Not like Ivy had . . .

We came home, and stayed here for a bit.  Then, I just had to get out of the house, so I suggested going down to Wal-Mart.  First we stopped at PetCo, though, and looked at another cockatiel.  We found out that except for one kind, there’s a way to tell male from female because of the design on the underside of their tale.  And the one I was looking at was female.  So, yeah, that turned me off right there.  I’d decided by then that I was going to get a male bird, no question, no alternative.

We went to Wal-Mart and I bought the extended version of Return of the King, and slippers for Nana, cuz the pink ones I gave her a few years ago are biting the dust.

Anyway, that’s about all from me.  I did check out one thing.  A place called The Bird Farm that I’m going to go to tomorrow.  I wish I could find that place that Mike’s talked about, called the Canary Bird Farm.