A Lesson from Two Little Green Birds

[snopes]

Recently I was blessed with the privilege of caring for my family's 13 birds. Since this was my first experience with such a lot of them, and since one of their birds had died the previous year under the care of a friend, I was somewhat worried that I would do something wrong and those little bits of feathers wouldn't survive my "care".

I was left with detailed instructions as to what, where, how and when to feed them, how to ready them for the night, etc., but I was told that they would enjoy some 'out of cage' activity, too. Now I have two 4-legged furry friends that live with me - the kind you don't want to let loose among your feathered friends - and my house is small, so I was always careful that the door to the 'bird room' was closed when those little bits of feathers were let loose.

The VERY FIRST FULL DAY that my family was away, I decided to let everyone out for some exercise. The door was shut and the four-footed residents were somewhere else, so I opened all the cages and everyone came out to play. GREAT! They felt like playing, this was a good thing. Then came cage time again, time to sort them out as to who lived with whom and get them all back inside. Fine - one Pionus, check; two cockatiels, check; two pairs of blue Linnies, check, check; two pairs of mixed blue and green Linnies, check, check; 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11--- Uh-oh! Who's missing? The one pair of green Linnies were no place to be found!

I searched for an hour for those little mites - under the cages, behind the books, clinging to the cages, in the other bird's cages. Everything that I could move, I searched in, under and around. NO GREEN LINNIES! Oh dear, now what do I do. They HAD to be here in this room, they couldn't have opened the door and left! What was I going to tell my little grandson? "Dear Father in Heaven, Please help me find those little green birds!" Still no birds, so I called a neighbor to come and move the big stuff to see if they were behind or under something I couldn't move. Another hour passed and still no little green birds. All the time I am silently crying for help to Him who sees even the little sparrow that falls.

Then, suddenly, those little rascals appeared, right in the exact place where we had all looked a dozen times. They were there all the time and we just hadn't seen them. PRAISE GOD they were found.

Sometimes we think we are seeking God and his will for us. We look here and there, up and down and sideways, but we are so busy looking that we fail to see. I hope I learned a lesson from these little creatures. The Bible says, "Be still and know that I am God . . ."

[TB Tabby]

What, no recessive genes?

[boogers]

I had a parrot pull that on me once. Instead of looking for him I just got an apple out of the refrigerator and started eating. He promptly succumbed to temptation and materialized out of a rubber tree to claim his share of the apple.

There may be a Bible lesson in that, though the parrot's mate is not named Eve (it's Azazel.)

[carter108]

so God is now a flying poo machine. EWW!

[Marie19]

So, if I'm trusted to care for someone else's animal, and I lose that animal, I should.... wait for a sign from God? Or, rather, just not look and hope that the animal comes back? That sounds like a good way to find a dead animal later on, if you ask me.

[DawnStorm]

Marie, this is glurge--that bird ain't gonna die. Not in Glurgeland.

[Mint Crisps]

Originally Posted by carter108

so God is now a flying poo machine. EWW!

YOMANK

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[Fantine]

"Golly, it's a good thing I'm a Christian, or I would have had a terribly uncomfortable moment telling my family about their missing pets!"

[Mickey Blue]

"Be still and know that I am God . . ."

What a great line to say to a woman right before you kiss her for the first time....

[MapleLeaf]

At least you don't have to worry about her forgetting your name in bed.

"Oh God! Oh God! Ohhhh Gaaaaawwwwd!"

This seems to be the 2nd or third "bird glurge". Perhaps we need to reasses the whole "puppies and kittens" thing.

[inkrose115]

Originally Posted by boogers

I had a parrot pull that on me once. Instead of looking for him I just got an apple out of the refrigerator and started eating. He promptly succumbed to temptation and materialized out of a rubber tree to claim his share of the apple.

There may be a Bible lesson in that, though the parrot's mate is not named Eve (it's Azazel.)

In the case of my little cockatiel he was such a little mama's boy that he'd always be whistling back for reassurance that I was around. Kinda hard to miss the noisy ball of fluff hopping up and down demanding he be picked up.

[vanilla]

Originally Posted by snopes

Then, suddenly, those little rascals appeared, right in the exact place where we had all looked a dozen times. They were there all the time and we just hadn't seen them. PRAISE GOD they were found.

If she hadn't seen them there, how did she know they were there the entire time? They aren't a set of keys that can't move on their own, they are birds that are able to move independently.

And really, should she be praising god for letting the birds be found, or for her to actually pay attention to what she is looking at?

[TrishDaDish]

I bet the birdies were praising God that she hadn't sat on them when she was getting tired of looking...

[inkrose115]

Originally Posted by vanilla

If she hadn't seen them there, how did she know they were there the entire time? They aren't a set of keys that can't move on their own, they are birds that are able to move independently.

Or the time my cockatiel crawled into a sock drawer and got stuck inside.
"Where's my baby?"
*muffled noise issuing from the drawer* SHCREEEEEEEEEECH!

[Avril]

Originally Posted by inkrose115

Or the time my cockatiel crawled into a sock drawer and got stuck inside.
"Where's my baby?"
*muffled noise issuing from the drawer* SHCREEEEEEEEEECH!

I had a budgie crawl into the back of a loveseat once--I wouldn't have thought she could do it! But I guess that dark space where the upholstery fabric met was enticing, because one second she was there, investigating it, and the next she was sqawking, trapped. My father cut a bird-sized hole in the back--much to my mother's annoyance--and she came out.

I have also found a cockatiel through sound--she hadn't had her wings clipped in a while and flew out a window Dad left open without the screen for some reason (which hardly ever happened). I watched her go down the street and then ran out in the direction she'd gone. She was calling to me. The neighbors were convinced she was gone forever, but I kept saying, "I hear her, she's here." My mistake, though, was looking up into the tree instead of at my feet, on the curb, where she was sitting looking bewildered. I extended a hand, she hopped up, and we went home. She never ventured outside again.

Avril

[inkrose115]

Originally Posted by Avril

I had a budgie crawl into the back of a loveseat once--I wouldn't have thought she could do it! But I guess that dark space where the upholstery fabric met was enticing, because one second she was there, investigating it, and the next she was sqawking, trapped. My father cut a bird-sized hole in the back--much to my mother's annoyance--and she came out.

I have also found a cockatiel through sound--she hadn't had her wings clipped in a while and flew out a window Dad left open without the screen for some reason (which hardly ever happened). I watched her go down the street and then ran out in the direction she'd gone. She was calling to me. The neighbors were convinced she was gone forever, but I kept saying, "I hear her, she's here." My mistake, though, was looking up into the tree instead of at my feet, on the curb, where she was sitting looking bewildered. I extended a hand, she hopped up, and we went home. She never ventured outside again.

Avril

My cockatiel has been known to stick his head in places where it shouldn't go. Like glasses of fruit punch, ice cream cones with sherbet, and in between narrow spaces. He never got stuck in our couch, but he did try to climb inside the entertainment center, which was hard wood and would have been difficult to cut. I thought he was a goner, but a moment after his schreech for help out he popped again, looking the worse for the wear but with his head intact.

Ah yes, many a time have I looked up for my cockatiel only to find him waddling around on the ground getting increasingly angry at the percieved slight.

[Mad Jay]

Recently I was blessed with the privilege of caring for my family's 13 anal beads. Since this was my first experience with such a lot of them, and since one of their beads had died the previous year under the care of a friend, I was somewhat worried that I would do something wrong and those little balls wouldn't survive my "loving".

I was left with detailed instructions as to what, where, how and when to put them, how to ready them for the night, etc., but I was told that I would enjoy some 'out of cage' activity, too. Now I have two vibrators that live with me - the kind you don't want to let loose among your friends - and my house is small, so I was always careful that the door to the 'bed room' was closed when those little balls were let loose.

The VERY FIRST FULL DAY that my family was away, I decided to let everyone out for some exercise. The door was shut and the vibrators were somewhere else, so I opened all the cages and everyone came out to play. GREAT! I felt like playing, this was a good thing. Then came cage time again, time to sort them out as to who lived with whom and get them all back inside. Fine - one Pionus, check; two cockatiels, check; two pairs of blue Linnies, check, check; two pairs of mixed blue and green Linnies, check, check; 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11--- Uh-oh! Who's missing? The one pair of green Linnies were no place to be found!

I searched for an hour for those little mites - under the cages, behind the books, clinging to the cages, in the other bird's cages. Everything that I could move, I searched in, under and around. NO GREEN LINNIES! Oh dear, now what do I do. They HAD to be here in this room, they couldn't have opened the door and left! What was I going to tell my little grandson? "Dear Father in Heaven, Please help me find those little green balls!" Still no balls, so I called a neighbor to come and move the big stuff to see if they were behind or under something I couldn't move. Another hour passed and still no little green balls. All the time I am silently crying for help to Him who sees even the little sparrow that falls.

Then, suddenly, those little rascals appeared, right in the exact place where we had all looked a dozen times. MY BUNG HOLE!! They were there all the time and we just hadn't seen them. PRAISE GOD they were found.

Sometimes we think we are seeking God and his will for us. We look here and there, up and down and sideways, but we are so busy looking that we fail to see. I hope I learned a lesson from these little creatures. The Bible says, "Be still and know that I am God . . ."

[Ezri]

Originally Posted by snopes

"Dear Father in Heaven, Please help me find those little green birds!"

I thought the proper christian prayer for finding some thing was, Saint Anthony Saint Anthony please come around.....

[Simply Madeline]

Originally Posted by snopes

The Bible says, "Be still . ."

"Be still" is a nice way of saying "Shut up". The Bible is telling you to shut up. Please heed the bible, glurge writers.

[Enchanting_eyes]

Originally Posted by snopes

Recently I was blessed with the privilege of caring for my family's 13 birds. . . ."

I would not feel blessed, but cursed.