It’s like Monday night. Mommy didn’t understand why I was screaming at her. It was because she came home worn out and tense. I could feel the tension in her shoulders through my little feet. What happened? Was the flock in danger, or did she just have a bad day? I wouldn’t hang out with her until she ate supper, changed clothes, and relaxed. I needed to know that she was alright and that there wasn’t any danger.
They tend to forget that birds haven’t been domesticated as long as cats and dogs. We’re still sensitive to the ones around us, and to the environment. We don’t want to get eaten, or struck by lightning, or blown off the perch by a gust of wind. I know; that’s silly. We have walls and ceilings and AC/Heat systems. It’s pretty nifty, but instinct is strong.
So is our caring. We want to know everybody’s alright. We really do love them and care. I now both parronts have had a busy, stressful week at work, but home is time to relax and enjoy the life that the jobs are supposed to support. Don’t get it out of order. Work is one part of a bigger life, and they should relax and enjoy it!
When they relax, we relax, because what’s good for us is good for them. If only those silly humans got it.
That’s all today. Take care, and have a great rest of the week.