Posted 26 June 2009 - 10:06 PM
so I was praying real hard, asking the Lord to please let us find Kiwi. I looked everywhere. My apartment is very tiny but I still have boxers laying around from when I moved in. Colin gave up and went to his friend's house (thanks alot) and I've gone through drawers, cabinets, under the bed, behind the couch, in boxes, behind the fridge. EVERYWHERE.
He used to love to stand in front of my mirrored closet. We've since taken down the mirrors but I knew it was familiar to him, sooo, I start calling him more and more, moving clothes around from the rod and low and behold, in between a dress and a blouse, out of the sleeve of the blouse pops this lil green head as if to say "you rang?" LOL
I tell you, it was the cutest thing. He knew he wasn't lost at all. Could he have been nesting? Could "he" be a "she"? It was so funny, his reaction, as if nothing happened. I cuddled him so tight and carried him to his cage and he just very non chalantly climbed to the top and didn't even run to food and water.
How funny is that?
Little fid had me so darn worried.