dhraiden
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Mochi flew out through the front door as I was bringing in a large furniture package last night - me and the miss chased her around the corner one way, then the other, as she flew about the chilly night (it had snowed earlier in the day) only half-illuminated by the street lights (I hate the new bright ones, but will never complain about them again). Our home is in front of train tracks - if by chance she'd blindly flown further south over the pedestrian overpass that crosses them, instead of back towards our voices, things would've turned out very badly. By luck, fate, good spirits, familiarity and recognition, we kept calling her name, she kept squeaking loudly, and we triangulated her to a second-story window-sill of a house half a block down on the same side of the street. I crossed my two flashlight beams on her as she swooped down to perch upon a fence, then SO had her step up, and clamped firmly between her two hands, we hustled her right back in. What a scare!
A little patience could've prevented this - I hadn't made sure SO had actually returned to her cage before I put the front door open; if I'd just confirmed, we wouldn't've had this little panic-inducing run-around, yikes! She just wriggled free and flew either towards me or just into the night because she was curious. We're actually debating a wing clipping for her, since being fully-flighted was definitely a detriment in this scenario. What's even more worrisome to consider is that Mango just follows her everywhere, generally. Again by luck he remained atop his cage playing with toys during the whole mishap. But he's not vocal at all, and in fact LIKES to hide in dark hidey-hole spots. Not a good combination for a lost bird on a cold winter night.
Fortunately they're both safe and warm and well, happily munching away at work with me. PHEW. :bigeyes:
Moral of the story, I guess, is be vigilant, don't get lazy, and never underestimate how quick these creatures are.
A little patience could've prevented this - I hadn't made sure SO had actually returned to her cage before I put the front door open; if I'd just confirmed, we wouldn't've had this little panic-inducing run-around, yikes! She just wriggled free and flew either towards me or just into the night because she was curious. We're actually debating a wing clipping for her, since being fully-flighted was definitely a detriment in this scenario. What's even more worrisome to consider is that Mango just follows her everywhere, generally. Again by luck he remained atop his cage playing with toys during the whole mishap. But he's not vocal at all, and in fact LIKES to hide in dark hidey-hole spots. Not a good combination for a lost bird on a cold winter night.
Fortunately they're both safe and warm and well, happily munching away at work with me. PHEW. :bigeyes:
Moral of the story, I guess, is be vigilant, don't get lazy, and never underestimate how quick these creatures are.
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