Hi Everyone.
Heres my thoughts. I used to be deathly afraid
of birds. I would cross the street to avoid them.
In a pet shop, if a bird got free, You would
find me on the floor blubbering and in a state
of panic. No I never saw the movie "the birds"
I dont remember any incident. My mother didnt
have a fear. So then what? what caused it?
So my hubby decided to cure me and bought me
a cocatiel? It had its wings clipped and he would
let it out. and it would do bird things. Soon
it endeared itself to me. I was having a really
really bad day and was sitting on my bed crying,
when this bird came into the room climbed up my
leg to my chin and started to nuzzle me.
I couldnt believe it. We we're best friends after
that. But pweepers passed on.
Anywho, this is a mom instilled fear,
She would always put her knives away at night.
not one left out. Never a knife rack or anything.
She always said that if you leave your knives
out, someone could break in and kill you with
your own knives! For years I didnt leave knives
out. Then it dawned on me, if theyre going to
kill you, theyre going to bring their own!!!
Thats my story, I think it's a little of both.
But Good post!
Doreen