ADPressions

Last night, Friday,  I worked until late in the morning trying to get the last of artwork to a printer.  I had come in the house, prepared everything for night and fell right into my work.  Unfortunately, falling into bed, at 3:00 am exhausted from the week I realized that I had not covered our cockateil's cage and closed the front curtains.  I rose and walked exhausted and sleepy through the house to his cage.  He was already perched at his sleeping position, but you could tell he was cold.  Head tucked away, wings lifted tightly to his body.  He was all ready asleep.  

As I reached for his linen that covers his cage very much not awake, a sudden burst of feathers spewed from the cage and a loud fluttering noise hit me in the face like a creme pie!  The cage was vibrating with that metallic sound of... well, like only a cage can make and the noise was increasing with great intensity... BOOM!  I was awake!  Watching this bird explode... well, maybe like shaking himself apart in front of me... then I realized he was hissing at me.  I'm in shock... he won't stop... it's 3:00 am... dark... in front of our window that faces the front road... the porch light is on... the curtain is open... I'm standing directly in front of it absorbing the sound of this bird alarm and the light from the porch is surrounding me with a nice spot light glow as on the main character on a broadway stage and I'm in my underwear!!!!!!

Now I know why they make super hero pajamas!