Hence the rancour - 1.
The first pets that made their way to our home were the budgerigars or lovebirds as we know them. Blue, yellow, green, white, the shades and hues were amazing. Max, Piggy, Piggyot, Margo were the few names that I can recall, given to them by my kids.
They are beautiful birds, blessed by nature with colourful appearances. They are popular pets around the world due to their small size and ability to mimic human speech. The aviculture of these is on a large scale. They are social animals and require stimulation in the shape of toys and interaction with humans or with other budgerigars, hence are tamed along with few others.
Well, well, I know alot of encyclopedia here....but all this research work was done by my elder son who was not even 10. He loves animals and birds and is crazy about pets. But I wasn't keen on it, at all. Because I knew that in the spur of moment, my kids will agree on all the conditions to have a pet. But later, all the care and work to be done will eventually be my baby.
And that's what happenned. The birds' cage, their feeders, everything lay unwashed and messy. These birds, no matter how angelic they seem, their mess and high-pitched chirp, puts you in shambles. They eat the grains by deshelling them. So all the skin falls down to the floor making the house dirty. So everytime you feed them you have to clean the entire place, with disinfectants and floor cleaners etc. The human interactions, toys, that I mentioned added up to my work. The toys had to be washed from time to time. For teaching them the human language, my elder son was ardent, and tried numerous ways to speak to them. Once he freed a budgerigar in our bedroom, saying "It recognises me Mumma, it will sit on my hand for sure". The bird didn't land on his hand at all, instead kept messing up the room with it's shit(literally) and besmirching any of it's leftover affection in my mind, escalating my anxiety and finally affirming my original decision of not having pets!
Everytime my FIL watched news on TV, these seraphic creatures would start warbling and making harsh rattling sounds. Before the atmosphere heated up, I would take the cage outside to hang it in courtyard, but then the crafty cats were ready to show their guileful tacts. So then I would be in a fix!
One such day, after lot of colloquy, parley of two parties viz my kids on one side and me on other, I just unhung the cage and took it back to the shop, from where we had bought them.
The rancour wasn't for the birds as per say, but the situation and my perception to look at it made me conclude that we won't have anymore pets!
But did I succeed or succumb?
Find out in the next part.
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