"The strong, silent type: Petra the black swan flaps her wings excitedly as she's reunited with her hunky plastic soulmate after a brief separation. The pair were moved from their indoor winter quarters to a small lake at the Zoo in Muenster, Germany. Petra fell in love with the paddle boat last summer."SFGate.com.
Isn't it amazing, that this lovely swan should fall in love with a boat? I'm wondering if the boat isn't about the same size difference that the swan experienced with her parents when she was a gosling?
When my parents were first married, my father gave my mother a pair of lovebirds. She was home alone all day with these birds, at one point getting the measles so she couldn't even go outdoors. And the birds fought all day long (I think they may have been the same gender), pulled the bars of their cage apart, and escaped and flew around the apartment. Mama had to climb up on things and catch them, pulling some of their tail feathers out in the process.Finally she admitted to my father that she hated the things. She didn't want to hurt his feelings, but they were driving her crazy.
Love and birds -- it doesn't always make sense. It certainly doesn't in these two cases.
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4 comments:
That was a cute lil post why love and birds cannot always be together.Very well written. Do stop by my Love blog sometime!!Cheers!!
I like birds when they're outside doing their wild bird things. Birds in the house drive me nuts, with the exception of my MILs bird, because I believe it to be mute. It's VERY quiet. ;)
When I was a teenager, my uncle gave me two parakeets - male and female. The female soon became guilty of spousal abuse. She pulled out his tail feathers and screeched at him all the time. Finally, I gave him to a neighbor and peace reigned.
I loved my mom's parakeets but they would get on my nerves after awhile. I do love the outside ones. I had the pleasure of seeing an ivory billed woodpecker today.I did not have my camera with me so I did not get a pic of it.
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