:mrgreen:Serendipity is finding something unexpected and useful while searching for something else entirely. Itâ€™s Great Word and doesnâ€™t often get a chance to be used while lifeâ€™s happening to us.
WE lost Jocko one year ago. His heart failed on the very day we were having the neighborhood over to celebrate the arrival of Paul & Kristin to the little hamlet (luckily he died about two hours before everyone arrived).
The cage has been here empty with of all his toys, etc., for a year:
We just might have sold it before now but by spring were wrapped up in kitchen plans that buried us until a couple weeks ago. With the work of cleaning up the house and putting much stuff back where it belonged, the cage was in the way, and with clear minds now, we decided to list it on Craigâ€™s List to see if anyone was interested.
We listed it and had two quick requests for pictures that we sentâ€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦but somehow decided we werenâ€™t asking enough. We deleted that ad and about 8:00 pm Friday, re-listed it at $200 to include all the â€œstuffâ€. Oddly enough at that moment, and out of curiosity, we just glanced below our new ad to see what people â€œwereâ€ selling in the pets section of Craigâ€™s List. Just a few ads below our new ad (and there are hundreds of ads in this section) was a Vancouver entry saying the man had just gotten a job change that would involve lots of travel and he had to part with his three birds: a Sulphur Cockatoo, a Red Macaw and one African Grey Parrot, nine years old. Heâ€™s had all three since they were babies. He had entered his ads within minutes of the time ours was placed.
We exchanged e-mails with this fellow for an hour, and decided to have a â€œlookâ€ at this bird Saturday morning expecting lots of bad things to discourage our new interest in adopting a new kid. That wasnâ€™t found. â€œReggieâ€ was in great health, is micro-chipped, and plenty tame. The three birds had completely filled up the Dining Room. He did say the bird did not like femalesâ€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦. Hence, WE drew the conclusion that if he were going to be gone so much, the wife took a stand and said the birds would have to go. I can imagine how she felt cleaning up the constant dusty presence of parrot sized birds in their huge cages if the birds didnâ€™t even like herâ€¦..the fellow says the Parrot had â€œstalkedâ€ his little girlsâ€¦â€¦(THAT one I wonder aboutâ€¦a tame parrot will naturally walk toward the family to be with them but we werenâ€™t there to see it).
He could have charged hundreds of dollars because with the Parrot was the big cage (not as big as Jockoâ€™s we have here), and boxes of supplies that themselves were worth the $250 we finally paid being convinced this was good for us and for Reggie. We walked out of the Sappington House with Bird in tow, large cage, and all the supplies. Someone else had already taken the Cockatoo.
So, in one night, while looking to sell a cage of a pet lost, we now found something else, hence: SERENDIPITY. Here was Reggie Saturday night:
By now, we believe she isnâ€™t yet much of a talker probably because she was with the two other large birds since she was born. She whistles a little and says a weak hello. Weâ€™re going to WORK on that immediately. Sheâ€™s eating well and easily comes out of the cage to be with us.
MAC? Unhappy pup who views this animal as a toy to be chewed and tossed around so yes, firm rules are in effect for dog until he gets bored with the new resident:
It was quite the unexpected event and now we are responsible for two kidsâ€¦â€¦â€¦a parrot approaching adolescence and a pup that in dog years is now about the same age. Serendipity ! ! ! ! ! ! Great Word, eh?
In the kitchen, we cooked on the weekend. Rodger played with some Ciabatta recipes and ended up with a delicious Italian Bread. Then a Texas Fabulous CHILI called, â€œA BOWL OF REDâ€ he finished and with the rain pouring Saturday Night, that was perfect. We’ve posted the recipe in that section and calle it, “A Bowl of Red” for those wanting a great Warm Comfort Meal on one of these colder fall nghts.
So now Iâ€™ll go iron shirts in front of the bird and â€œtalkâ€ repeated phrasesâ€¦â€¦ ahh, Training once again!
Mark & Rodger.