Sunday, August 30, 2009







30th August 2009.


Today we brought Honey to the vet.

















When we carried the bird into the clinic, I saw the vet's pets, a dog and a cat. The dog doesn't bark like crazy anymore when it sees us, 'cause we're practically regulars. In fact, I've made friends with them. <3

So Mum carried the yellow birdcage in the checkup area, and Dr Li (that's the vet) carried the dog away, 'cause it was making a lot of noise. So it was just us and that cat.

Things went fine until the cat saw Honey.

First the cat walked into the checkup area, closely followed by me. It looked up on the cold metal table and saw Honey.

It bunched up its leg muscles, ready to spring. And I knew Honey was in trouble.

"Mum." I said. "Mum. Mum!"

Too late. The cat had already jumped.

I said, "No!"

Both Mum and Dr Li turned. Mum screamed as Dr Li took the cat off the table and apologized. Then she carried the cat away.

Then Mum shouted at me.

"Why didn't you take the cat off the table?!"

"Hey!" I said. " I called you but you didn't take any notice!"

"And how did you call me?" my mum asked witheringly."Mummy! Mummy! Mummy!"

We were still quarrelling when Dr Li came back in. She laughed and said sorry again and we all calmed down.

After checkup was finished we took Honey home. My dad took Honey out of the car and set him on the parking lot balcony(we live in a condominium that overlooks a farm so it's quite a nice view) then started whistling to him.

Honey chirped then made one of those awful raspy noises he makes when he wants attention.

Then we heard a magpie sing from one of the tall farm plants. As if it was a command, more magpie birdsong began to rise out from the trees.

Then a wild magpie flew out of the tree. One,two,three, four, then more followed. Some of them flew right inside the parking lot and started to sing. Soon the car park was filled with a cacophony of birdsong.

All of us could only stand and stare in wonder.

When Honey didn't make anymore raspy noise(or any other noise, for that matter) the wild birds flew off. Dad tried to bring them back by imitating the raspy noise, but it was horrible and all the magpies ran off in the other direction.

Well.

This is a very long post. I guess I'll have to say goodbye.

No comments:

Post a Comment