Tuesday, April 24

Bird Whisperer

A few things have happened these past few weeks
that lead me to believe that I have a strange gift.
I can talk to birds.
I'm not even kidding.

I don't know if this is an ability that I've always had but never noticed, or if it is something that I've recently acquired. 
All I know is that it's real. 

Here's my proof:

Last Monday, I went to FHE. Outside of my FHE leader's apartment was a random duck. I guess this duck has taken up residence in Old Farm for the last few weeks and spends his days lazily meandering around the many apartment buildings. So there I was, there the duck was, and I started talking to it.

Now. Before you start thinking that I'm a crazy person for talking to the duck- you have to know that I often talk to animals and inanimate objects that can't speak back to me. 
It's just one of those things I do
so talking to a duck is most definitely not out of character for me. 

Back to my tale. I start talking to the duck, expecting the duck to ignore me/ be afraid and fly away.
To my amazement, the duck started quacking at me. Not just idle quacking either, it really seemed like the duck was trying to talk to me. And it kept waddling closer to me, just quacking away. 
I felt like Marlin in Finding Nemo
"It's like he's trying to SPEAK to me, I know it!!"

{THEN}

Over the weekend I was in Denver, Colorado for a big swing dance competition. It was amazing times, I got to meet a ton of awesome people, the live band was great, and I got to dance all night long. Also, Saturday morning, a bunch of us went to the Denver Zoo together and I got further proof of my bird-speaking powers.

We were just walking around the zoo, lookin' at all the aminals. There were super cute elephants that I loved. There was an Orangutan family that I loved even more. And then there was a very
depressed
Cassowary.

A Cassowary is a big bird.
Like such as:

This one is happy.
The one I saw most definitely wasn't.
He was sitting in the corner of his little enclosure
Head drooped
Staring dejectedly at the ground
He looked as if he was carrying all the burdens and woes of the world on his shoulders. 
I'm not even joking, he was the saddest thing I'd ever seen and my heart was breaking just looking at him.
So I walked up to him and said,
"Cheer up buttercup! You're at the zoo!"

His eye met mine for a split second, then he returned his gaze to the ground and slowly shook his head.
I'm not even joking.
I have witnesses.
I spoke to this morose Cassowary
and he understood me.
It blew my mind.

And now I'm convinced.
I
Brittany Ophelia Daniels
can speak to birds.

Be jealous.


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