His feathers were rustled.

His feathers were rustled. It took everything he had to sit still while the two year old female "pet" him. He looked at his owner, praying to be rescued, knowing better than to bite or cause any harm against the little creature holding him.

"Pitty bidy" he tilted his head sideways, he spoke better than her. "Pretty birdie" he corrected her "Pretty birdie." she squealed so loudly he tucked his head into his wing. "PITTY BIDY" she giggled.

"Bidy wan caters" Oh geeze, he thought, every time, no little thing, why weren't your parents teaching you how to talk? "Birdie wants crackers" he corrected. "Daddy, bidy wan caters" he spread his wings to balance as she moved her arm. This was something she normally didn't do thankfully. She was normally very still.

"Birdie will have crackers later sweetie."

"Ok daddy, bidy dance?" She asked him. Once his owner got up she turned his attention over to him. "Bidy dance?" Finally, a word she knew how to say properly. "Birdie dance." He bobbed his head and waited as she carefully stood up and walked over to the table.

"Bidy dance." as he got off her arm and preened himself while he waited for the music to start. "Birdie dance." Once it started they danced until she fell asleep on the floor. He glided over to her and perched on her shoulder and preened himself until he was content and happily dozed off.

#Bidy #Samantha