So here I am at work, in my wild bird specialty shop, The Wren's Nest. A lady, who had been in just a few minutes before comes running back in.
"There's a parakeet out on the sidewalk! We're trying to catch him but he keeps flying just out of our reach. I didn't know where else to go."
So, I follow her out. She thinks he's under one of the cars. We get out to the sidewalk and there's a small crowd around a man who is crouched down trying to coax a very disinterested parakeet to his hand. **think, where can I get a net...** Aha! I know! I run down the street to another shop, Morne Imports, that has fishing and butterfly type nets at times. Yay, she has some left. So I borrow a net. Walk over to the man. Put the net over the bird. Yay! Saved!!
Oh, great. Now what do I do with him? **think, where can I get a birdcage...** I'm walking back to my store, and eureeka, Laura is here! She has an antique/novelties/vintage store called Mystery Spot. And YES she has a birdcage I can borrow. Phew.
I make a couple signs that say 'Found Parakeet', and stick them up around my store signs. I go into another shop and ask the lady working there if she knows of anyone with a lost bird. Just so happens (its not hers) that she has the same type of bird at home. So Ellen is fostering this parakeet with hers, until we can find the owner.
Now, she and the real estate agents next to me both think they've seen a lost parakeet sign somewhere around town, maybe the post office..........
to be continued.............
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