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To start off with, today was the start of summer school for Thomas.  That isn't bad in itself, he loves school and actually hates being off in the summer (mostly because when his dad and I are at work he has to be in daycare all day).  But we weren't given a bus# or time for pickup.. just a name of the bus driver and a phone number for the bus company..which we didn't call over the weekend because...well, it was the weekend.

So I take the kids to daycare a bit earlier than usual (because thats where Thom is supposed to be picked up and dropped off) figuring no matter what time it came we'd be there beforehand..because sometimes the bus is a little early, sometimes a little late.

When I got to daycare another mom said her daughter was going to summerschool as well...so it made sense to assume that the kids would be riding the same one, right?  So when the bus came I put him on it.

It was the wrong bus.  Oh, it was going to the school where summerschool was, but Thom is a special ed student.. he was supposed to ride a different bus#.    So cue me freaking out... I call the school (the other mom had a cell phone and let me use it -- I don't have a cell phone.. can't keep hold of one and 9 times out of 10 don't need one).  Thomas was met off the bus and taken to his proper classroom..but the summer school office tells me that the bus company had our HOME address for pickup and drop off...and I have to call the dept of transportation to get that straightened out.  Eventually I do.

So perhaps thats part of the reason I was distracted.   And that explains a bit what happened next.  I put a pot on the stove to cook and (still being a bit upset in what could have happened with Thomas and the bus), I went to do something else..fully meaning to come back to the pot.

I didn't.. and the pot...a nonstick one.. burned.

Anyone who has birds or has read about keeping pet birds knows the dangers of nonstick pots.   The following, taken from a site "Nature's Chest:  safety tips"  explains it better than I ever could.
"Virtually all "non-stick" cookware and drip-pans which can be purchased under many different manufacturers names contain PTFE (polytetrafluoroethylene) and are extremely deadly to the lives of our birds. Any brand of cookware you are considering which states "non-stick" should immediately send a warning flag to you as it probably contains the very deadly PTFE. Unless the manufacturer can state in writing it does not and explain exactly how it is non-stick, assume it contains deadly PTFE. Some self-cleaning ovens, clothes dryers, hair dryers, space heaters, irons, ironing board covers, waffle irons, deep fryers, heat lamps and other small appliances or their components may be coated with non-stick surfaces. Unless the manufacturer verifies in writing that the product in question does not contain PTFE producing elements, assume it has them. Overheated, non-stick coatings emit odorless fumes containing PTFE which are lethal to birds and can kill within minutes. "

So the pot burned.  I took both birds:  american budgie "Tickle" and English budgie "Pistol" down into the basement.. opened the windows in the rooms nearest the kitchen and set up a fan to blow the smoke outside.  An hour later, when I was due to leave for work.. both birds were in their cages (still in the basement) and fine. I left to do my 1-9pm shift.

I got a call not that long ago.  Hubby came home with the kids to find Tickle dead in her cage.  The other budgie, Pistol, seems to be fine.  He debated on calling me vs waiting until I got home, but decided to wait would be even more unkind.

I feel a huge weight in my chest.  For all intensive purposes I killed my bird.  Sure, it was an accident..but dead is dead and its all my fault.  I knew about nonstick pots and the potential danger, and in my arrogance assumed it was something that would never happen to me.  And Tickle paid the price for that arrogance.
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Like I said in my last sort entry, I've been seduced by the darkside (Facebook).
Between that, World of Warcraft  (or WoW for short)...and Sims 3 (Yes, 3..its grown on me, though I still miss my alien abductions from Sims2)..  well...

If anyone is interested:   Moon's Sims 3 blog  

The first two entries are more smart-assed commentary on my part, the third is more narrative in style.  Given its been a LONG time since I've done any creative writing / storytelling, I'd really appreciate any feedback -- even if you're not a big Sims (or Sims 3) fan.   I do have a thread on boolprop, but since I'm doing the Wishful Living Challenge (versus the regular Legacy challenge).... eh.. the more exposure I give it the better, right?  (There is Pinstar's rules for TS3 legacies..and another set of rules by a person named Aaroc - I think both can be found at boolprop)

And.. Yeah, I know, I totally should be writing it just for myself, not the feedback..but a little is nice, right?  (I am getting some great feedback from some friends on a private sims3 forum..but what can I say.. I'm a comment junkie -- which is bad of me to admit since I'm not the best at leaving comments..something I am trying to work on)
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Blame my addiction to World of Warcraft....and facebook.

On facebook, I mainly play Farmville and Treasure Madness -- talk about your time suckers!

Plus I think my creative writing has gotten rusty. I know from disuse, but its hard to get the gears going again.
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(The parakeet)... Thomas named her.

My niece and Tickle

Thomas and Tickle (this was when we first came home with her... he wanted to hold her but would giggle nervously and wouldn't...insisted he had to wear his jacket... he's now progressed to holding her on his hand for short periods of time.)

And last but certainly not least... Miss Georgia and Tickle. As you can see, she has no problems holding the bird ...sometimes its hard to get her to give Tommy a turn, but mostly she and he take turns really nicely.

We may end up getting another parakeet from the same breeder eventually (on a list to be contacted if she gets and white parakeet babies)... and I may give Georgia an opportunity to name that one, since Tommy named Tickle. Mommy of course gets final veto power.
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Taken today at my brother's house. Cousins Megan, Austin and Gregory, along with Thomas and Georgia. Yay for flickr's photo editing 'cause the original taken on my digital was overexposed or something..
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Let me start off by saying, there has been nothing in particular that has happened to cause this... but there are times when I'm not sure I'm the best match for Jewel.   I will do my best by her, but in all honesty, I know I"m not as confident with her as I could be.   Of course as  jeriendhal  points out, Jewel and I have only known each other a few days.

I don't know.  But I'd be lying if I said I didn't have doubts. of course, we've got two months to get to know each other.
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 I'm flabbergasted by this morning's events.  Jewel came forward in the cage..and I don't know how to describe it.. she had a real interested look in her eyes.  Not really expecting anything, I put my hand up and asked "Do you want to step up?"

 And she did! 

We walked around the house and I stood talkng to her.  The kids made her startle a little.. just because they move so quickly and whatnot.  Thomas asked again, "Can we pet him?"  (He gets the him/her thing mixed up sometimes)  and I told him, "I don't think she's ready for children to pet her yet."   She did let me scritch her on the head briefly.
When it was time to go to the bus stop and daycare I had to put her in her cage, but I had a pistachio ready, so she will associate going into her cage with getting a treat.  She went in willingly.
When I came home, I could tell she wanted out again..so after getting my coffee cup situated downstairs..and bringing her portable playstand also downstairs... I opened up the cage, presented my hand and said "Step up"
She did without any hesitation.
Right now she's stiting on her playstand eating some food and looking all around. 

She's come to my hand willingly again, and I can tell there is something on the desk that intrests her, but I'm not sure what it is.  (There is a lot of junk on our computer desk... this might be the incentive I need to clean it up!  LOL)   She went back to her playstand for some more food and is sitting there with one foot tucked up and she's puffed up with her head feathers kinda fluffed forward.  If I'm reading her body language...that's happy and content?

I'm so thrilled!  I was truly thinking it would take another week or so for her to come to me willingly...and I was totally okay with that.  I want her to be happy and healthy..and to know she's loved.

update:  Well, I tried something and it didn't work.  I don't yet have a proper shower perch, but thought maybe a towel draped over it would provide secure enough footing.  It didn't. :(  She squawked and we were both a bit startled and scared, but eventually I got her calm and back in her cage.  She accepted a nut before I left for work, so I think ultimately I was forgiven.

I guess I was too puffed up with the earlier success and pushed things a little too fast.  We won't try a shower again until there's a proper perch.

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Of a good sort!    I used to have parrots before Thomas was born.  Specifically, two caiques.  But when he was born I felt I couldn't give the birds what they needed and rehomed them with experienced bird mommies.  (Ladies with previous parrot experience).   If I knew then some of the things I know now, perhaps I wouldn't have rehomed them... but at the time it seemed like the best decision for them and me.

Well, Thomas is 8 and Miss Georgia is 3 and a half.  I thought with care and proper supervision, I could perhaps have a parrot in my life once more.  
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