June 03, 2003
i'm sorry baby
Feel like wretched, unfeeling monster.
After spending morning sunbathing in the backyard, was shower-bound when stumbled upon fuzzy-headed, not yet ready for flight baby bird. Ordinarily, would scoop up stranded orphan, plop him in a cardboard box and play mother bird for next several weeks. But now that am kitten mother, would only be placing youngster in more peril. So, left the fledgling and now am tortured by thoughts of neighbornood cats and the idea that will soon stumble upon deplumed baby bird carcass. Such guilt!
Have spent the last few days trading banter with new e-flirt partner. Is something of a self-proclaimed bad boy, sharp tongued and something of a challenge. *sigh* Sometimes, work is fun.
Posted by This Fish at June 3, 2003 01:43 PM
sometimes, yeah, it is...
e-flirting! what fun, indeed!
Work is must be fun only for single people! Or people outside of Texas! Bitter? No, just ready to go home!
btw, don't feel bad about the birdie. my dog eats them dead or alive. so sad.
bad boy e-partner, heh? in reality, he's
probably the pimply, greasy palmed,
heavy breather in the next cubicle,
stroking more than the keyboard as he
not that i, uh, have any first hand
experience, or, uh, anything.
except for the fact that i know him in real life, that could have scared me.
Always best to leave baby birds, to be honest. It's hard, and I can barely bring myself do it either, but it is the advice from the royal bird protection society whatnot people 'round here.
It's a hard decision to make. I was devastated when my mama dove abandoned her baby bird eggs. Alas, they did not hatch. So sad.
You have a backyard? Do you live in the outer boroughs? Are you coming to the party this Saturday? Questions, questions!