abdul14459
08-10-2008, 12:07 AM
OMG. It was devestating today. I was sitting outside on the front porch of my house and my sister nad father were talking with our neighbors. And then my little sister who is 8 years old came out with Bloo in her hands. We took him out a few weeks ago. His wings were very small that time and he wouldnt fly from us.
So today, my sister brought him out and we thought everything would go normal and fine. WRONG. We put him on our table outside. And he was listening to the other birds. Those small city birds. The little brown ones. And he started talking. He was adorable. My mom told my father to put him back but my father didnt think it was a problem. So my mother left inside. Bloo was on the table. Everything was going normally fine until... Bloo flew at great speed across the street(its a one way street) and just kept going. Then he made a curve and it looked like he was one of the other little birds.
I was so shocked and my heart was thumping. He just kept going. I ran to my mom and told her that he flew away. She became very upset and was sad and she told me to tell my dad to put him back in.
So i went outside to look for my father and sisters because they were looking for him but they had no luck. I crossed the street and began looking. Then i remembered this one whistle that i knew and no one else knew. Its with holding my down lip together and sucking air to creat a unique whistle. I whistled one time and it was a miracle. I heard Bloo. He wasnt across the street, i heard him on the other side of the street, the side where i lived on. I whistled again and i heard him. i was so happy that i heard him. I kept whistling.
And i was still worrying because there are many cats in my area. He could have been gone in one gulp. With my whistling, i heard him behind a parked van. And out of no where, he flew to me. :lol He flew and i didnt take any chances. I grabbed for him but his wings hit my hand and kept going. My father was right behind me and he tried to catch him bt his wings hit him and finally he landed on the floor safe and sound.
I was so happy. I grabbed him and tucked him in my shirt. And i ran home. My house was just three houses away. I am very lucky and i know now never to take him out again. You can never trust these little ones. >o
Im so happy and right now he is on my keyboard aiming for my nails. :lol Im so happy he is still here safe and sound with me.
This is a story of a lifetime. And i was just one of the lucky ones. Cant take anymore chances. Im soon going to Canada next week and im handing over Giggles, Banana, and Bloo to a good friend of mine to take care of them while im gone.
So today, my sister brought him out and we thought everything would go normal and fine. WRONG. We put him on our table outside. And he was listening to the other birds. Those small city birds. The little brown ones. And he started talking. He was adorable. My mom told my father to put him back but my father didnt think it was a problem. So my mother left inside. Bloo was on the table. Everything was going normally fine until... Bloo flew at great speed across the street(its a one way street) and just kept going. Then he made a curve and it looked like he was one of the other little birds.
I was so shocked and my heart was thumping. He just kept going. I ran to my mom and told her that he flew away. She became very upset and was sad and she told me to tell my dad to put him back in.
So i went outside to look for my father and sisters because they were looking for him but they had no luck. I crossed the street and began looking. Then i remembered this one whistle that i knew and no one else knew. Its with holding my down lip together and sucking air to creat a unique whistle. I whistled one time and it was a miracle. I heard Bloo. He wasnt across the street, i heard him on the other side of the street, the side where i lived on. I whistled again and i heard him. i was so happy that i heard him. I kept whistling.
And i was still worrying because there are many cats in my area. He could have been gone in one gulp. With my whistling, i heard him behind a parked van. And out of no where, he flew to me. :lol He flew and i didnt take any chances. I grabbed for him but his wings hit my hand and kept going. My father was right behind me and he tried to catch him bt his wings hit him and finally he landed on the floor safe and sound.
I was so happy. I grabbed him and tucked him in my shirt. And i ran home. My house was just three houses away. I am very lucky and i know now never to take him out again. You can never trust these little ones. >o
Im so happy and right now he is on my keyboard aiming for my nails. :lol Im so happy he is still here safe and sound with me.
This is a story of a lifetime. And i was just one of the lucky ones. Cant take anymore chances. Im soon going to Canada next week and im handing over Giggles, Banana, and Bloo to a good friend of mine to take care of them while im gone.