Sunday, May 2, 2010
*flicks TV off, after accidentally watching a young dog yelping as he is swallowed by a slithery thing that came out of the ground*
There are spots around the country where dogs and cats are eaten alive by wild animals. Fact of life. It isn't entertaining.
Showing something like that for the shock value just makes people hate your movie.
That is all.
ON THAT SAME DOWN NOTE:
I just lost one of my birds.... :[
I hate when this happens, because it isn't worth spending the $$$$ to have an autopsy done on a $10 critter, but you always wonder if the bird died of something else besides old age. I always wonder if there is something I'm not doing right, or if I should switch to a different kind of birdseed.
And I'm not sure how old he was. He was at least 2 when I bought him 5 (?) years ago. At the time, I bought him to keep a rescued parakeet company. That rescued parakeet died last year, so I replaced HIM with a young guy. So I had the two boys singing at each other all the time and it was adorable.
Except now I only have one and he's going nuts singing and calling at the love birds in the next cage. And I feel sorry for him.
So, I will be picking up a new friend for him today.
The only birds I refuse to replace would be my finches. Only because the bunch I have right now are all pretty old. Between 6 and 9 years old, I'd estimate. I like finches, but I'd like to get down to only two (budgies and lovvies) flight cages at some point.
It's so weird how fast the years go by. And I don't feel any older though things age and die around me. Now I know what vampires feel like. :[