[ He never really had a pet, growing up. The chickens were probably the closest thing, though they still weren't allowed in the house. Just up to the door, where they'd usually like to wait for his dad to come out in the mornings.
And once he'd gotten his life somewhat straightened out, he just figured he didn't have time for one. That might be from the overworking. Which he does. A lot.
But he does genuinely like Lizabeta. She's friendly and cuddly, with only the occasional screech (she is still a bird, after all). Most of her day is spent singing or chirping though. Pleasant. He reaches up and gives her a very soft pet on her head as he feels her slight weight settle closer. ]
The office wouldn't agree with it. [ Subjecting her to some of his coworkers would be plain unfair to the sweet bird.
A quiet whistling goes off in the kitchen and he sighs, sitting up carefully so as not to disturb Lizabeta off his shoulder. He'd almost forgotten about the water for tea. ]
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Date: 2020-10-04 08:09 pm (UTC)And once he'd gotten his life somewhat straightened out, he just figured he didn't have time for one. That might be from the overworking. Which he does. A lot.
But he does genuinely like Lizabeta. She's friendly and cuddly, with only the occasional screech (she is still a bird, after all). Most of her day is spent singing or chirping though. Pleasant. He reaches up and gives her a very soft pet on her head as he feels her slight weight settle closer. ]
The office wouldn't agree with it. [ Subjecting her to some of his coworkers would be plain unfair to the sweet bird.
A quiet whistling goes off in the kitchen and he sighs, sitting up carefully so as not to disturb Lizabeta off his shoulder. He'd almost forgotten about the water for tea. ]