Join Date: Nov 2012
Location: Washington, United States
My stiff feet ached as I sat on the perches that were all the same width. You're not supposed to do this with birds, but of course the ignorant owner wouldn't know. He'd never bothered to research anything that had to do with me. I coughed loudly. I wished that he'd at least clean my cage occasionally. I was thirsty, and hopped over to my water dish. It was nearly empty, and was growing some weird green slime that I could only assume was algae. I hopped over to my food dish, which was full of nut and seed hulls. My owner never gave me any vegetables, which us budgies need in order to stay healthy. I wished that I could just leave this dratted place. To my surprise, an opportunity presented itself that very night. My owner was pouring a few seeds over the hulls in my dish, and had the cage door open wide. In a burst of speed, I flew from the cage and launched myself out an open window. I breathed the fresh air, and then used the last of my energy to fly as far as I possibly could away from the wretched place. Miles and miles and miles away, in some weird forest, I landed in a willow tree and tucked my head under my wing and fell asleep.
EDIT: I will RP Mo later. :)
Hello! I'm a former fishkeeper and bettafish.com-er with a rekindled interest in the betta hobby. I don't have any bettas currently, but I'm brushing up on my fishkeeping knowledge with the intention of eventually bringing home another finned friend. ^_^