BAD IS JUST MEMORIES
Oh my goodness, the door is open. I wonder if they forgot to lock this cage. Maybe not, other birds are out and no-one is beating them. Should I walk out? perhaps not, I still have some food in here. I should eat it. I am not hungry right now, but I may not get any more food for a few days. Strange though, these people keep filling the food dish and bringing fruit. Maybe I can drink some fresh water out of that shiny clean dish.
Oh, they are coming in, I can see them because it is light in here. Please don’t beat me, I didn’t make a hole in the wood, really I didn’t. Why are they petting that bird, do they do this before they throw him against the wall? They are taking him out of the room. I wonder what he did to make them unhappy. I cannot recall what I ever did that made my owner unhappy, but he knew what it was. Please don’t lock the bird up in the dark closet. I hated it and two days without food or water is really painful, it is hard to stand up after that. Oh they are bringing him back and giving him kisses. He smells so nice. They bathed his feathers.
I wanted my feathers washed for 24 years, but it never happened. I used to use my drinking water to wash my feathers, but that made my owner very angry and he would not bring more because I wasted it.
Now they are giving everyone a piece of wood. Is this a trick? If I chew it will they grab me by my tail and bang my head against the wall? The other birds think this is OK and they have been here a long time. Maybe I can chew my piece. No I cannot, I know how much it hurts my head when I wake up. I cannot upset them, they may send me back to the wooden box I lived in at the masters basement. They know that my door is open because they put the wood in here.
“Hello Bird” welcome into my cage. It is very big, I am sure you will have room. Are you a friend? I have never had a friend before. It feels wonderful when you clean my feathers, can I clean yours? Have you ever been thrown against the wall? Do they do that in this house? I love to hear you calling the flock. Do they get very angry for the noise and take away your food? These humans are laughing and making loud noises too, and they have more food for everyone in here.
The human lady wants me to step up on her hand. Not the box, please not the dark box. She wants me to drink some medicine to help me feel better. The doctor said I have a bad stomach and my liver hurts too because I was not fed properly. She should have seen me 2 months ago when I was very thin. The lady that gave my owner some money and took me away to her house gave me food every day. That is why I have some new feathers and I am not so skinny. I was scared when she brought me here, I thought I was going back to the dark box in the basement.
It is so light here and everyone says nice things, but I keep remembering the bad things that happened since I was a baby. I always thought I was a very bad bird until I met the parrots here. Some of them had strange owners too. Some of them had to live alone in a room with no friends or flock. Many of them had to have a blanket over their cage to make them stop calling to the people hoping they would come and spend some time.
One of the macaws told me that birds are not bad, but people do not understand that parrots need to be surrounded by their flock all of the time. I can see a lot of parrots through the glass door. They are flying and chewing on trees and landing on humans. The humans are laughing and petting them.
I wonder if I can fly. I could not move very much in the dark box so I have never tried to open my wings. I hope I am not too old to learn, I am only 26 years old.
The Goffin’s cockatoo says that no-one is ever too old to fly. He came in here without any feathers. He had great owners but no bird friends so he pulled out his own feathers. I know how that feels, I pulled mine out many times. When he made friends he let his feathers grow in, he looks really good. He started to fly again and now he flies everywhere. I think I may want to do that too.
I dreamed about having friends and eating nuts and seeds and fresh fruits. Pizza and hot dogs and bread are better than starving, but they make you feel very sick and that is because they hurt your liver. Now I have friends, and I have all the food and fruits and fresh water that I want. It looks as though I am allowed to go out of this cage when I want to. I can make choices. I will bet that one day I will learn how to fly and be a real macaw.
This rendition is a true story told from the bird’s point of view. Jack McCaw is still with us and would love to be Virtually Adopted. If you would like to help us keep him out of “the dark box in the basement” of his memories, please click on the link below to virtually adopt him. Thank You Very Much for your Support.