Oh I never mentioned to my blogging public that I finally bought some birds. I've been wanting them for years and finally found an ideal opprotunity to buy two birds, a cage, extra finch food and something called "Poop remover" for 20 bucks. The little girl i bought them from seemed overjoyed with her 20 bucks til her mother took it from her. Hah! The boy bird was named Tom because originally the second bird had been named Jerry (Jerri?). Under suspicious circumstances Jeri passed away and they bought Tom a new girlfriend named Sparkle. So that's who I took home. Tom and Sparkle. Sparkle was a bit too I'm a dog or a stripper so I renamed her Tina Turner. This way mostly because her legs were kickin'. Shortly after moving to my home, however, Tina developed a cold and one day I came home from work to find her dead in her finch food. Tom didn't seem too distraught. Apparently he's accustomed to his girlfriends dying.
After Tina was taken out with the trash (I've never buried and animal and I'm not going to start now) Tom started making a lot more noise. His previously cute chirps became unending and annoying. I figured he was feeling lonesome so I ran out to the farm and feed in town to pick up a Tina Jr. At the store I was met by a woman in denim cleaning the bird cages. When I inquired about purchasing a girl bird, she looked at me like I was a moron. For a second I actually reconsidered if their were such a thing as "girl" birds, but I was pretty sure so I asked again. She informed me that birds were quarantined until June 1st and she couldn't sell me one till then.
Anyway she was just dumb. i hate it when people act like you should know things that there's no way you could know. The computer guy at work does this to me all the time. He uses computer terms like whack whack and acts as though I should know that means "double backslash"
End of the story--Tom is still lonely and I call him bubby now, as I have a boss named Tom.
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