Thanks bissue - you've just reminded me of something...
Many moons ago - when I was still a lad at school, I had a budgie. A canary yellow budgie, that used to perch in an open cage in my bedroom.
Of an evening, it used to chirrup softly and I'd go to sleep.
Occasionally, it would flutter down from it's perch and land on the bed.
Gradually, over a year or so, the budgie would come and perch on my pillow and continue chirruping softly, and sleep next to me.
This got to the stage where i'd pick the budgie up, place it on the pillow lying down and put the top of the duvet over it like a cuddly toy - as you do when you're about 10 - and it would sleep like that next to me, sweet.
One morning, I yawned myself awake, stretched, and looked around.
No budgie.
I checked the window to make sure I hadn't left it open. Nope.
I checked the cage. Nope.
I pulled the duvet aside, and, sure enough, there was the budgie. Flat as a pancake. It's obviously sneaked down into the bed for warmth, and I'd rolled over in my sleep.
Quite surreal, seeing an completely flat budgie - inanimate - on the bed.
I pretended it'd flown out of the (oops, did I leave it open?) window, and buried it in the compost heap.
I liked that budgie.
Many moons ago - when I was still a lad at school, I had a budgie. A canary yellow budgie, that used to perch in an open cage in my bedroom.
Of an evening, it used to chirrup softly and I'd go to sleep.
Occasionally, it would flutter down from it's perch and land on the bed.
Gradually, over a year or so, the budgie would come and perch on my pillow and continue chirruping softly, and sleep next to me.
This got to the stage where i'd pick the budgie up, place it on the pillow lying down and put the top of the duvet over it like a cuddly toy - as you do when you're about 10 - and it would sleep like that next to me, sweet.
One morning, I yawned myself awake, stretched, and looked around.
No budgie.
I checked the window to make sure I hadn't left it open. Nope.
I checked the cage. Nope.
I pulled the duvet aside, and, sure enough, there was the budgie. Flat as a pancake. It's obviously sneaked down into the bed for warmth, and I'd rolled over in my sleep.
Quite surreal, seeing an completely flat budgie - inanimate - on the bed.
I pretended it'd flown out of the (oops, did I leave it open?) window, and buried it in the compost heap.
I liked that budgie.
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