In my adult years, I used to always have a parakeet as that was the pet of choice when I was growing up and they always seemed to work out well in apartments. One morning I moved the small mirror in the bird cage. I was having a real struggle and broke off one of the two prongs by which it hangs on the bars. I hung it crooked by one prong and kind of leaned the bottom against the perch.
I went downstairs, and when I came back upstairs about three minutes later, the bird cage was sitting crookedly, half on and half off the counter and the mirror was straight – it was hanging on the one good prong and the teensy piece of prong that was still left!
About three years later, in another apartment, my precious Tweety passed on and I purchased another parakeet. I took him out of the cardboard container and placed him in the cage. I went to the kitchen for a couple of minutes, and when I came back, my new parakeet was standing in the middle of the floor! Was he an escape artist or was he “helped” out of the cage by unseen entities?
I now have a cat who drives me crazy with his incessant meowing. I have asked the spirits to pet him or find another way to keep him quiet, but so far no luck. Seems they pick and choose what they want to do.
Sent in by Sandy Fuersich, Copyright 2010