My ribs hurt, starting just under my shoulder blade, going around to the front, almost to the sternum. But only on the right side of my body.
Pulled some weeds yesterday, using long rake to get the ones with long roots up and out when needed. Didn't think it was that strenuous. *wince* Guess I was wrong.
And that solitary Lorikeet was back again today. Same spot. I chatted with it for a while. I really miss Archimedes, but this guy makes it hurt a little less for a while.
Archimedes ‘chat buddy’, a wild Rainbow Lorikeet, stopped by again. I will resist the urge to tame it, as I can get pretty close to it. It might have been someone else’s pet, but it’s doing ok on it’s own.
Alan says he is surprised at how much he misses Archimedes. Just got through putting groceries away, and we used to have Archimedes as a cheering section. Squawking and bouncing on his perch as we worked. It's just so quiet.
Odd thing happened this morning, though. A wild Lorikeet landed in the yard... it started calling, then waiting. and called again. Flew off after a few minutes. I'm wondering if it was Archimedes 'chat buddy'.
People who don't have pets, or don't like them, don't understand that it's not "just an animal". They become part of your life, and you do love and care for them. And when they are gone, especially because of a stupid accident, it hurts a lot. As childish as this reads, I want him back. Logically, I know that isn't possible.
Did laundry today. Went to hang it outside and automatically said "Hey Archimedie sweetie!"
It's going to take a while.
We spotted him in his cage dead. It looks like he tried to squeeze his way out through too small a gap in the cage, got his head stuck, panicked and broke his neck, died instantly.
Alan and I have buried him in the back yard.
G'bye you crazy, stupid bird. I'll miss you challenging goshawks, cats and other large things that would prefer to eat you, and chattering at me when I am in the back yard. :(
Pulled some weeds this morning, near the mail box. Used the pitchfork to loosen the deeply rooted ones, pulled them and others out. One wheelbarrow full.
Right hand is very stiff and sore along the heel of the palm, the thumb, and between the thumb and index finger.
Of course, it could be left over from cutting chicken last night for stirfry.
That calculates and correlates why when cleaning out a room or a closet, you make a bigger mess before it starts looking tidy.
