Our senile old parakeet decided to bust out of her cage. It happened while I was changing her paper towels that line the bottom of her abode. When the tray is removed, there's a small space where she can sneak out. She saw her big opportunity when I left the room.
When I returned, the little green and yellow feather ball was missing. I looked around. "Sunshine!" I called.
I didn't hear Sunshine, but I heard the panting of Schultz, our giant German Shepherd, behind the couch.
Sure enough, the beast was towering over the tiny bird, who was crouched down on the floor. Drool dripped out of his jowls onto her feathers. She did not look happy.
"Schultz, get out of here!" I said.
Schultz didn't listen. He stuck his big nose against the bird and gave her a good sniff.
Exasperated, I grabbed the dog by his collar and led him to his crate.
Then I returned to Sunshine and put my finger out for her to climb aboard. The dumb bird just wanted to peck it. "Sunshine, get with the program!" I said.
She didn't understand a word I said, so I just picked her up and plopped her back on her perch.
She gave me a little chirp, fluffed her feathers, and promptly went to sleep.
I guess the excitement was a little too much for her to handle!