So
Story time
I have a bird
He's a tiny lil cockatiel, classic colors of a male n all
And I also have two cats.
I walked into my living room with my birb on my hand when he decides it's a great idea that, with a quarter of his feathers missing from the old mites he had, to try to fly off of my hand
Read: there is two cats in the room
My life flASHED BEFORE MY FUCKING EYES as he plummeted ~6 feet away from me and my lithe tortishell jUMped out of the chair, landing almost on him, as he flailed on the hardwood
I had to snatch him from almost under my cat's teeth goddamn
needless to say he's currently buried in my hair and squeaking
the poor thing
anyways
YOU ARE READING
Actually becomes a shitpost at one point
Randomstarts out with fetus me- slowly becomes shitpost me. skip to like. chapter 50. no hate or triggering stuff pretty much mostly just me being a child and then me being a meme
