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OK, remember the green parakeet that got its wing caught in the bars of its cage?
Ladies, gentlemen, persons of all genders, I present to you: Juku, the most accident-prone being in all of creation.
I just rescued him again. This time, he'd gotten his neck caught between the cage door and the bar next to it. His neck. That gap is maybe a third of an inch wide, and Juku is fully grown. I have no idea how he got his head through it. But there it was. I have no idea how long he was there (I haven't checked on them since last night). He's moving on his own and still breathing, but he's hunched as low as he can get on the perch and snuggled up to his sibling and panting and he looks so pitiful. Poor, clumsy bird. I covered the cage so he could rest, but you better believe I'll be checking on them all day to make sure he's still alive. I mean, I have no idea how wide their necks are. What if he broke something? Poor, clumsy bird.
Ladies, gentlemen, persons of all genders, I present to you: Juku, the most accident-prone being in all of creation.
I just rescued him again. This time, he'd gotten his neck caught between the cage door and the bar next to it. His neck. That gap is maybe a third of an inch wide, and Juku is fully grown. I have no idea how he got his head through it. But there it was. I have no idea how long he was there (I haven't checked on them since last night). He's moving on his own and still breathing, but he's hunched as low as he can get on the perch and snuggled up to his sibling and panting and he looks so pitiful. Poor, clumsy bird. I covered the cage so he could rest, but you better believe I'll be checking on them all day to make sure he's still alive. I mean, I have no idea how wide their necks are. What if he broke something? Poor, clumsy bird.