Polly & Puggle
31 March 2003 10:18![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Polly is fascinated and terrified by little Rexie. This morning I found Polly sniffing at the cage; every aspect of her body language showed she was frightened. Her tail was down, her ears were back and she was creeping on her belly. Just as she got up enough courage to actually touch the cage to sniff, Rexie moved and made the shredded paper go
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Polly went to pieces. She tripped over her feet, fell on her back, and bashed into the door on her way out of the room. It took me ten minutes to find her. She was a quivering mess under the computer. She is in a bad way to forget the OUTSIDE rule. poor pup.
I laughed, of course.
rustle
Polly went to pieces. She tripped over her feet, fell on her back, and bashed into the door on her way out of the room. It took me ten minutes to find her. She was a quivering mess under the computer. She is in a bad way to forget the OUTSIDE rule. poor pup.
I laughed, of course.
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Date: 30 Mar 2003 17:06 (UTC)no subject
Date: 30 Mar 2003 17:24 (UTC)A friend and business partner once had a squirrel monkey, and a cockatiel. The bird was slightly brighter than sand, and the monkey lived mostly in a cage in the middle of the living room on a large blanket to protect the floor. The bird would walk across the floor, and stop on the blanket some distance from the cage--at least it had learned not to approach the cage, after a number of feather-losing experiences.
But pausing on the blanket, idiotbird would be tugged, a few inches at a time, across the floor. The monkey had reached through the bars and was pulling the blanket. The bird would be tugged again, wobbling slightly to regain its balance but otherwise unperturbed.
The monkey's grin grew wider. The bird wobbled sideways again, looking extremely blank. After perhaps twenty seconds of this, howls and birdscreams would erupt and the monkey would be bouncing around the cage with a double handful of extracted white feathers, maniacly grinning and eyes on fire.
The bird would not forget THIS experience--for most of an hour.
===|==============/ Level Head
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Date: 30 Mar 2003 20:43 (UTC)no subject
Date: 31 Mar 2003 16:11 (UTC)