Today I passed by a parrot shop on my way out

It reminded me of the six and a half birds I raised this year🥹

Can't say it's heartbreaking, only that it's a scene of carnage

Started with two, felt pretty good

Then bought two more and a super large cage

Four birds went from being afraid of biting to becoming very harmonious

And then I experienced the first death

The first bird died inexplicably after two days

The second bird flew out the window and was never found

The third bird was in a large bucket of water I placed on the windowsill for fish, and it flew in to drink, but the opening was too small, and it drowned

I forget how the fourth bird died

Later someone said I bought all "week birds"…

Then I started buying mynas

The deaths were truly bizarre. I forgot to turn on the range hood while cooking at home

The fifth bird was suffocated to death in the living room

Then I bought another myna

And the sixth bird also died for no apparent reason

The seventh bird was a friend's, left at my house for foster care

The day before, they said, "Don't worry, it'll be fine, I will take good care of it"

The next day, it was scared out the window by a cat and was gone after a long search

This bird was fine after a month at their house

But the next day after coming to my house, it…

Now, the remaining cages, various bird foods, and mealworms at home…

Sometimes I have to believe in mysticism; I guess I’m just not destined to be with birds in this life🥹