Yet Another Reason Why I Wish I Could Fly

I wish I could help:

I wish I could flap my wings and fly around the neighborhood, over the rooftops, through the trees, and land on the wire over the street where all the birdies hang out in the morning and greet me as I drive through the intersection on a green light (usually). I could even sing along to one of their tunes and then go "like, any of you birdies seen Birdie, the White Cockatiel?"

Am not being insensitive here. All jokes aside, I really hope the owners find Birdie! I really do...

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