Talk about crappy timing. He should have told them that mess doesn't cut the cheese. Or mustard - or whatever decent stuff is supposed to cut. Rock, paper, scissors? Heck if I know. Humans are so crazy. I'm a parakeet. We don't complicate things with nonsense sayings. We don't have time for that.
But back to my leg. This weather isn't helping. It was 65 degrees yesterday and 45 degrees today. Crazy South Carolina weather. You watch and I'll bet they humans are back in T-Shirts by week's end. It's just insane. And how are you supposed to heal when the earth itself can't make up it's mind?
That's just it. The whole world is crazy. But I am still here, and I'm getting along. Nerve stuff takes a long time to heal from, and I'm afraid that, according to the vet, there's nothing to be done but wait it out. I know, it sucks for me most, because I'm the one hobbling around! But I'll survive. I'm a tough 'keet.
Thanks to all of you for checking in and for your care and concern. It's a long healing process, but if the humans can heal from their variety of ailments and injuries, then I'm sure I can too.
Have a great week all, and I'll see you later.