Maddy
04-13-2014, 06:26 AM
I thought that I had lost my Peatree tonight. :(
About two hours ago, I walked in my room to grab Peatree to take a shower with me. When I looked over to her cage, she wasn't in or on it. I looked around my room to see if she had flown to her favorite landing spots, my lamp or my bed. She wasn't on either. I then starting searching harder and calling out her name to try and find her. After searching for five minutes, there was still no sign of her anywhere. She didn't even let out a squawk or word. I was starting to get very worried, so I went out to tell my mother and ask her to help me. She and my sister quickly came to help me. We looked everywhere in my room. In every corner, under every piece of clothing, in every container or box. Peatree was no where to be seen. I was panicking, crying, and totally frantic. My mom and sister were panicking as well. My dad, however, was trying to record us and being a huge jerk (jerk is too nice of a word to use). He was showing no compassion what so ever, and would not turn off the camera. My mother and I wanted him out of the room because all he was doing was making even more upset. My mom was trying to tell me that Peatree was dead. That there was no way that she could be alive and not at least calling for us. She thought that maybe the cat had gotten her, but I told her that the cat had not been out since I let Peatree out of her cage, and there was no way that Harper could have gotten her. I refused to believe that I would never see my gorgeous baby alive again. After about 20 minutes, there had still been no sign of Peatree, and my mom left my room to go look for her in the rest of the house. As soon as I was alone, I totally broke down. I was crying so hard, and I was so scared. As I tried to calm myself down so I could keep looking for her, I heard a sound. An amazing sound. Possible the best sound I have ever heard in my entire life. I heard the soft pitter patter of little feet coming from the shelf above my closet. I had never been so relieved in my entire life. My sister and mom helped knock the stuffed animals down from the shelf, and as soon as they were moved, my little Peatree came walking up to the ledge, all puffed up and happy. As soon as she was down, I was left alone, and I had never hugged that little bird so hard before. I was still crying, so very happy that I had found my gorgeous baby.
Peatree must have been flying, and she landed behind all the stuffed animals I had up on the ledge of the space above my closet. I don't think she could find away out from behind them. I had never been so scared as I was while I was looking for her. If I would have found her dead, I don't know what I would have done. I can't believe she didn't call to me when she got stuck, or when I was calling for her!
Peatree, you better NEVER do that do me EVER again. You have no idea how bad you scared me!!!! I love you so much!
About two hours ago, I walked in my room to grab Peatree to take a shower with me. When I looked over to her cage, she wasn't in or on it. I looked around my room to see if she had flown to her favorite landing spots, my lamp or my bed. She wasn't on either. I then starting searching harder and calling out her name to try and find her. After searching for five minutes, there was still no sign of her anywhere. She didn't even let out a squawk or word. I was starting to get very worried, so I went out to tell my mother and ask her to help me. She and my sister quickly came to help me. We looked everywhere in my room. In every corner, under every piece of clothing, in every container or box. Peatree was no where to be seen. I was panicking, crying, and totally frantic. My mom and sister were panicking as well. My dad, however, was trying to record us and being a huge jerk (jerk is too nice of a word to use). He was showing no compassion what so ever, and would not turn off the camera. My mother and I wanted him out of the room because all he was doing was making even more upset. My mom was trying to tell me that Peatree was dead. That there was no way that she could be alive and not at least calling for us. She thought that maybe the cat had gotten her, but I told her that the cat had not been out since I let Peatree out of her cage, and there was no way that Harper could have gotten her. I refused to believe that I would never see my gorgeous baby alive again. After about 20 minutes, there had still been no sign of Peatree, and my mom left my room to go look for her in the rest of the house. As soon as I was alone, I totally broke down. I was crying so hard, and I was so scared. As I tried to calm myself down so I could keep looking for her, I heard a sound. An amazing sound. Possible the best sound I have ever heard in my entire life. I heard the soft pitter patter of little feet coming from the shelf above my closet. I had never been so relieved in my entire life. My sister and mom helped knock the stuffed animals down from the shelf, and as soon as they were moved, my little Peatree came walking up to the ledge, all puffed up and happy. As soon as she was down, I was left alone, and I had never hugged that little bird so hard before. I was still crying, so very happy that I had found my gorgeous baby.
Peatree must have been flying, and she landed behind all the stuffed animals I had up on the ledge of the space above my closet. I don't think she could find away out from behind them. I had never been so scared as I was while I was looking for her. If I would have found her dead, I don't know what I would have done. I can't believe she didn't call to me when she got stuck, or when I was calling for her!
Peatree, you better NEVER do that do me EVER again. You have no idea how bad you scared me!!!! I love you so much!