Halifax, The Parakeet Escape Artist

Yesterday, coming back from Lung Fung dim sum, we chanced upon a neighborhood parakeet wandering apparently aimlessly, following the rim of the sidewalk, foot-bathing in dirty curb water and covered in large black ants.  It seemed lost, discombobulated, its clipped feathers a bit ruffled, and in need of rescue, or so we thought.    We pushed it into a recently emptied bag of purchases from the new two-story Arrocha 'pharmacy' in Albrook Mall, but not before it nabbed a finger and drew blood.

Upstairs, a large old ampliance box was quickly set up in the laundry room, outfitted with a thin blue towel to give it that parakeet homey feel - water in a plastic Estrella Azul ice cream tub cover and two day old papaya retrieved from the trash, sprinkled with Special K.  It was a pretty nice set up but Halifax was already itching to get out.

He waddled and rolled in moments of frenzy.  It was pretty much clear from the outset that Halifax was a bit crazy or a Parakeet genius.  After the initial moments of agitation, he nestled his beak into his green coat, and napped deviously.  To be continued...