Post by dianapalmer on Apr 13, 2015 14:12:58 GMT
I want to start by saying I really love my birds.
Over the weekend, I left my mountain dulcimer (a wooden instrument, sort of like a guitar) on the couch. I was sitting reading, and I became aware of chewing sounds. I looked over in the direction of the sound and found that Silver was working on enlarging the maple leaf shaped sound holes on the dulcimer.
I have to say, I was a bit heartbroken. I paid a lot for that dulcimer, and it was custom made for me.
The worst part of it, though, is anticipating people asking me what happened to it.
I know destroying things is my birds' job, and they are good at it. I try to keep watch on them. I have covered my picture frames, the wood frames of my mirrors, and most of my lampshades. I have four missing keys on my computer.
I'm not angry with Silver. I know he is just being a bird, and he's very good at it.
Comments or consolations welcome, including similar experiences.
Over the weekend, I left my mountain dulcimer (a wooden instrument, sort of like a guitar) on the couch. I was sitting reading, and I became aware of chewing sounds. I looked over in the direction of the sound and found that Silver was working on enlarging the maple leaf shaped sound holes on the dulcimer.
I have to say, I was a bit heartbroken. I paid a lot for that dulcimer, and it was custom made for me.
The worst part of it, though, is anticipating people asking me what happened to it.
I know destroying things is my birds' job, and they are good at it. I try to keep watch on them. I have covered my picture frames, the wood frames of my mirrors, and most of my lampshades. I have four missing keys on my computer.
I'm not angry with Silver. I know he is just being a bird, and he's very good at it.
Comments or consolations welcome, including similar experiences.
