Budgie Stories

I got a bird for Christmas when I was 12 years old. I named him Skipper. Skipper was easy to train. He would come out of his cage often, fly around the house, and come back to me and land on my finger. I had a fluffy slipper that Skipper would go into and go to sleep. One day I put the bird in the slipper and put the slipper on the couch. I told my brother to watch out for the bird if he comes out. I went into the bathroom, and when I came out, my brother was sitting on the couch (in the same place the slipper was placed before I went into the bathroom). I asked my brother "Where is Skipper?". Well, to make a long story short, my brother was sitting on the slipper with Skipper in it. Unfortunately, my brother didn't hear me say to watch out for Skipper and killed him! I am now 38 years old and will never forget that story.

- Submitted by DM9962@cs.com

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