Skyrider
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Pandora's Box
I got brave and opened Jacks palace gate.
I remember hearing the story of Pandora and how her curiosity got the best of her. So it was for me yesterday.
I had a few hours before work so I decide to see if ole Jack might like to stretch his wings a little. He has calmed down considerably by now (9 days). At first he looked at me as if to say, uh yaz left the door open Mr Rider. I went about my business preparing lord Jack's meal. He took his time and eventually emerged and made his way to the top of the cage door. Immediately he began flapping his wings. He had not done this since his arrival. The song Freebird began to filter through my mind. In those few seconds I realized how important it must be to let these little guys have as much freedom as possible. I was feeling pretty cocky when I began to notice all the trouble Zeus had placed in the infamous box.
The first gremlin that emerged attacked my refrigerator. It was obvious something was drastically wrong in the defrost department. Freezers should be cold not warm. Upon further investigation it appeared all the plastic in the freezer was obeying the laws of gravity and working their way to the bottom of the freezer compartment.
Kirk to engineering, status on the defroster!
Ah captain the dilithium crystals have overloaded, she's melting down! The reefer drive is offline!
As the air filled with the chemical smell of melting petroleum products, I jerked the plug and frantically opened windows and turned on the exhaust fan. I was scared to death my canary (Jack) would drop off his perch any second.
Jack made his way to the top of the cage and watched his jester bouncing off the walls like a pinball.
That deaf dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
I need a reefer unit quick. Can I leave Jack out? No choice. I'm not going to rush him at this point. So we're off to see the wizard.
As I was backing out of my parking spot a new gremlin steered my old truck into a post. Scraaaap! No dents just traded paint. No harm, it's old. Then I ran a red light. I found, bought, loaded and delivered a new refrigerator in less than one hour. A new personal record. Jack was still perched atop his cage.
When you lay a reefer unit on its side you need to stand it up and let the oil settle down before turning it on. This would take more time than I had left. Jack had no intention of going back in his cage. I'm out of time. Another of Pandora's escapees arrives. Feels warm in here. Sure enough I open the a/c closet and discover frost on the lines. Low on freon. I raise the thermostat a bit and it begins to thaw. I have never had an issue with the a/c here. Text the landlord. Hi ho, off to work I go.
It could be worse. It could be raining. Guess what? It started to rain. The next four hours were agony. I was worried sick I would find my new buddy lifeless in a pile of feathers the victim of Pandora's legacy. All his food will spoil. He'll overheat or collapse of toxins left behind by the defunct refridge. On top of all this we were short handed at work. Will this day ever end?
I race home to find Capt Jack preening atop his dwelling. Cool as a cucumber. Whew! I transfer all the perishables to the new fridge share a few grapes and favorites with Jack and back to the grind.
The rest of the day was uneventful. Or so it seemed from my perspective. When I got home Jack was nowhere in site. The dinning room looked like a war zone.
DON'T PANIC
I looked everywhere.
Tink tink tink (his signal for me to bring food).
The only place I didn't look. There sat Jack on a new perch I had put inside the back corner of his cage. I nearly shed a tear. He was fine but it was obvious he did an EVA off station. I closed the door and happily cleaned up the debris.
As with Pandora, at the end of the worst day I've had in many years, there was still hope. Hope that I can give Jumpin Jack Flash the life he deserves. I know I can't take him to the rainforest for the freedom he should have but I have hope I can make his captive life as fulfilling as possible.
I had to tell someone this tale. I'm glad it had a happy ending. Hopefully Zeus is happy as well.
Thank you for reading it and I hope I didn't ramble on to long.
Ciao y'all
I got brave and opened Jacks palace gate.
I remember hearing the story of Pandora and how her curiosity got the best of her. So it was for me yesterday.
I had a few hours before work so I decide to see if ole Jack might like to stretch his wings a little. He has calmed down considerably by now (9 days). At first he looked at me as if to say, uh yaz left the door open Mr Rider. I went about my business preparing lord Jack's meal. He took his time and eventually emerged and made his way to the top of the cage door. Immediately he began flapping his wings. He had not done this since his arrival. The song Freebird began to filter through my mind. In those few seconds I realized how important it must be to let these little guys have as much freedom as possible. I was feeling pretty cocky when I began to notice all the trouble Zeus had placed in the infamous box.
The first gremlin that emerged attacked my refrigerator. It was obvious something was drastically wrong in the defrost department. Freezers should be cold not warm. Upon further investigation it appeared all the plastic in the freezer was obeying the laws of gravity and working their way to the bottom of the freezer compartment.
Kirk to engineering, status on the defroster!
Ah captain the dilithium crystals have overloaded, she's melting down! The reefer drive is offline!
As the air filled with the chemical smell of melting petroleum products, I jerked the plug and frantically opened windows and turned on the exhaust fan. I was scared to death my canary (Jack) would drop off his perch any second.
Jack made his way to the top of the cage and watched his jester bouncing off the walls like a pinball.
That deaf dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
I need a reefer unit quick. Can I leave Jack out? No choice. I'm not going to rush him at this point. So we're off to see the wizard.
As I was backing out of my parking spot a new gremlin steered my old truck into a post. Scraaaap! No dents just traded paint. No harm, it's old. Then I ran a red light. I found, bought, loaded and delivered a new refrigerator in less than one hour. A new personal record. Jack was still perched atop his cage.
When you lay a reefer unit on its side you need to stand it up and let the oil settle down before turning it on. This would take more time than I had left. Jack had no intention of going back in his cage. I'm out of time. Another of Pandora's escapees arrives. Feels warm in here. Sure enough I open the a/c closet and discover frost on the lines. Low on freon. I raise the thermostat a bit and it begins to thaw. I have never had an issue with the a/c here. Text the landlord. Hi ho, off to work I go.
It could be worse. It could be raining. Guess what? It started to rain. The next four hours were agony. I was worried sick I would find my new buddy lifeless in a pile of feathers the victim of Pandora's legacy. All his food will spoil. He'll overheat or collapse of toxins left behind by the defunct refridge. On top of all this we were short handed at work. Will this day ever end?
I race home to find Capt Jack preening atop his dwelling. Cool as a cucumber. Whew! I transfer all the perishables to the new fridge share a few grapes and favorites with Jack and back to the grind.
The rest of the day was uneventful. Or so it seemed from my perspective. When I got home Jack was nowhere in site. The dinning room looked like a war zone.
DON'T PANIC
I looked everywhere.
Tink tink tink (his signal for me to bring food).
The only place I didn't look. There sat Jack on a new perch I had put inside the back corner of his cage. I nearly shed a tear. He was fine but it was obvious he did an EVA off station. I closed the door and happily cleaned up the debris.
As with Pandora, at the end of the worst day I've had in many years, there was still hope. Hope that I can give Jumpin Jack Flash the life he deserves. I know I can't take him to the rainforest for the freedom he should have but I have hope I can make his captive life as fulfilling as possible.
I had to tell someone this tale. I'm glad it had a happy ending. Hopefully Zeus is happy as well.
Thank you for reading it and I hope I didn't ramble on to long.
Ciao y'all
Glad Jack was ok after the fridge meltdown. Bet you're looking forward to letting him out again tomorrow and seeing what "fun" he has planned next, huh??? I mean, you are now obligated to let the winged demon out daily from here forward
