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My luck is for the birds!

This weekend was a perfect example of my weird brand of luck!
Some back story:
When I was a kid, our cat Charcoal died. It was incredibly traumatic, but being a kid, a few months after he died, I wanted another cat. I asked my Mom, and, since she had been reading the book Barbary, which features a Manx cat, she told me, "only if you find a striped Manx like the one in the book". (Manx cats have no tails, and they run like bunnies. Very cool kitties)
So off I went the next day on my bike ride around the neighborhood. I ride up the hill, turn the corner, and watch a car pull over to the side of the road, toss a kitten out of their car, and peel off! I pedal over, and this little kitten, striped gray, with NO TAIL, comes trotting over. I keep up a steady stream of, "here kitty kitty" and she follows me home! Ring the doorbell to my parents, my Dad opens the door, calls my mom down and says, "You called it here, this is your fault", and we have our little Manx kitty named Tasha!
That is one example of my weird luck, here is another.
I have always LOVED African Gray parrots, even though I've only seen them in person twice in my life. Lately, I've been bugging Dan for one for my birthday. We've been slowly doing some research, checking with local rescue groups, etc, but they aren't the easiest bird in the world to find. (especially on a budget!)
So Saturday morning, right before we had a big rush, I was chatting with the dog groomer from next door at the shop about African Gray parrots, since he has lots and lots of contacts with different rescue groups. Then we get busy for about 4 hours. When the rush finally dies down, we're hanging out in the cafe, and I look outside and see...
An African Gray parrot. On our coffee sign, just hanging out! I rush out the door, and up walks the owner of said parrot, and I start chatting with him. His parrots name is Mickey, and she was a rescue from when he worked at an animal hospital. She had a beak infection, and the owner left her there. I invited the guy in, and we got to play with Mick.

It was totally cool. So now I've seen an African Gray THREE times in my life! Mick is awesome too. She's housebroken, does a cool kitty meow, and goes, "ruff, ruff". She also plays dead. Totally affectionate bird. Her owner might be looking for a foster home for her for a few months, so we're discussing that.
That is my weird random luck. Dill keeps saying I need to start voicing out loud how badly I want a million dollars.

7 Responses to “My luck is for the birds!”

  1. ....AND how you want Candice to have a million dollars so she can come home. Wait. I'm not greedy. Make it an even half mil.

  2. Ummm... I know it's been a while since this happened, but didn't Tasha show up just the day after Charcoal died? That's part of what made it so spooky.

  3. Hey
    I'm sure you've done all your research, but here's the best tip for bird owning: (aside from having prepared for someone to adopt your bird in the event of your death-they live a LONG time)-get rid of your non-stick cookware. When teflon reaches a certain temperature it emits toxic fumes that kills birds in a long and agonizing death. You don't know anything is wrong with the bird until it drops dead.

  4. Yea I read about the teflon thing! That is so crazy! And apple seeds. Who knew that apple seeds could be so bad? I literally googled "what can kill a parrot" and started reading forums.

  5. Greg you may be right.. I can't remember. I vividly remember Mom telling me that, then seeing Tasha get dumped and doing the whole, "good kitty, follow me home..." etc. So I could say that she "followed" me.

  6. Yeah, I remember that part well. She was a good cat till she started having health problems and urinating everywhere. I miss her.

  7. Could you please wish that I finish my dissertation soon?

    And yes, it was the day after.

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