I went with my Mom to Mount Pleasant tonight to go see an elderly lady who needed some help. It was nice to help the lady out. Her name was Mable and she's going to be 97 tomorrow, I'm amazed! I can't help to be sad when thinking about elderly people that old. She was telling me about her husband which she said was the Best Man in the World because he wouldn't let her work and stuff like that. I was like awww...her daughter apparently had died a few years ago to cancer and shes still kind of grieving for her. She said that she writes poems and stories which is how she started to tell me about when her one and only daughter was born and how she had caught some kind of baby fever that had killed two of her neighbors from having their babies and how she had prayed to God to let her live to raise her child. She had felt his presence in the same room and she had known that he was there and had answered her prayers, I was so touched. While all this happened Mom heated her up some stew and we chatted to her while she ate. Mom helped get her cleaned up and then we tucked her into bed. She had thanked Mom for coming which was heart-warming but also sad at the same time. Not that we did a good deed for her but that some people take it for granted and figure that she shouldn't be well taken care of because she's old.
Anyways we came home and I went upstairs to my room where I had left Jack. He didn't make a peep when I walked into my room and so I figured that he was probably asleep. I walked over to his cage and whispered his name, still not a peep. I kneel down and look in and see no Jack. I look around and noticed that the latch on the place that you stick the food bowl was open, I had forgotten to make sure it was latched from earlier and he had gotten out. I started calling out his name thinking maybe he would make some kind of noise or start moving around. My worst thoughts were that he could be anywhere since I left my door wide open and he knows how to climb stuff and go down the stairs. I walked towards my door and there he was sitting on top of my dresser next to my Tv. He looked pretty freaked out and his feathers were a bit roughed up. I figured he probably climbed up the cords of my Tv or lava lamps and got onto the dresser. He was so cute but I'm so glad that he's ok, scared me! I feel kind of bad too because all day I was pissy with him for being annoying and plain just not being quiet! I gave him plenty of kisses though haha!
Anyways we came home and I went upstairs to my room where I had left Jack. He didn't make a peep when I walked into my room and so I figured that he was probably asleep. I walked over to his cage and whispered his name, still not a peep. I kneel down and look in and see no Jack. I look around and noticed that the latch on the place that you stick the food bowl was open, I had forgotten to make sure it was latched from earlier and he had gotten out. I started calling out his name thinking maybe he would make some kind of noise or start moving around. My worst thoughts were that he could be anywhere since I left my door wide open and he knows how to climb stuff and go down the stairs. I walked towards my door and there he was sitting on top of my dresser next to my Tv. He looked pretty freaked out and his feathers were a bit roughed up. I figured he probably climbed up the cords of my Tv or lava lamps and got onto the dresser. He was so cute but I'm so glad that he's ok, scared me! I feel kind of bad too because all day I was pissy with him for being annoying and plain just not being quiet! I gave him plenty of kisses though haha!
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