Some of you know we've recently been adopted by a cockatiel. We weren't looking for an animal companion, but the Higher Power apparently thought differently.
We live in the boonies. I mean we are way out in the desert. The cockatiel slammed his body into our picture window, fell to the ground and screamed bloody murder.
I opened the door and asked if he needed to come in. A squawk of acknowledgment preceded him flying in. He stepped up onto my hand, got on my shoulder, snuggled and fell asleep...Read More
by Jan Toomer
