I don’t know of many parakeets who are lucky enough to get private sailing lessons. Yet Feathers holds such an exalted place of honor in our house that damn the cost, she merits a boat and a large body of water in which to maneuver.
Porter thoughtfully provided a Hot Wheels racetrack as a nearby perch in case it took Feathers a moment to get her sea legs. That was good thinking; Feathers took a couple of dunks before Porter realized that it would be better for Feathers to experience floating on pond-like conditions rather than the churning waters of the open sea.
It didn’t stop there. Next Feathers got to ride through her very own Tunnel of Love.
Although she traveled solo, it was good practice for the day she and her lover are overcome with passion and want to sail away in the moonlight.
In this case, the view is of the back side of the shower curtain and part of the toilet, but when you spend most of your day confined to a cage, that’s a riveting sight.
But the sailing lessons and the Tunnel of Love are only the beginning of the adventures Porter has in store for Feathers.
She still hasn’t tried out the high dive.
One year ago in My Tiny Kingdom: Depressing Thought of the Day