Wednesday, October 31, 2012

The Story of Houdini

Once upon a time (about 2 years ago), it was Brig's birthday! I wanted to make it awesome, and he wanted a cockatiel, so we got one. He hung from the ceiling of his cage the whole way home so we named him Houdini.

Houdini was cute, but grumpy. He was not hand-fed so he straight up hated humans. Brig tried and tried to train him but to no avail. About 4 or 5 months ago, Houdini started this screeching that I COULD NOT handle. So, outside he and his little songs (read: howling/screaming/screeching) went. Through a brick wall (!) I could still hear him going nuts. And so could our neighbors. And so could everyone within a half a mile.

After asking Brig a million times what he wanted to do about it (I knew what I wanted to do about it...),  Brig left the cage open to see what he would do and the little howler flew away. I was surprised. Brig was sad. And I felt like a terrible person. But not too terrible since I don't wake up to him screaming anymore and neither do my neighbors. Win win! Except for Brig. Actually, Brig was sad for like a day and then fine since we never had a real deep connection with the bird.

I hope Houdini is living the good bird life, drinking from puddles and eating whatever he can find. And screeching as much as his little heart desires.

Brig: maybe someday we'll get a nice bird? Or let's just chalk it up to experience and move on with a dog :)


Jen said...


We will miss u Houdini- kinda ;)

C said...

i heard a screeching bird at the park this morning. Maybe it was the fearless houdini!

Cami said...

the last comment was from ME!