I knew an ornithologist that would stuff the birds into old socks because it kept them calm.
Yes. They were washed….
Maybe kitty is helping with banding?
I used to hang out with behavioral psychology grad students (BF Skinner types) who did a lot of research with pigeons. They transported the birds head-down in juice pitchers with air holes punched at the bottom; they just held the pitcher up to the cage and the bird would jump into it, sometimes so hard they would knock themselves out. They loved that lever-pressing shit - it helped that they were kept at 80% of their normal food intake to maximize the reinforcing effect of the pellets.
So they were starving the birds? Kinda messed up.
Christ, I need a lucky sock…
“Hey, birds, you’re next!”
Emotional support for chompy teefs
“If you believe you’re playing well because you’re getting laid, or because you’re not getting laid, or because you wear women’s underwear [or have a lucky sock] than you are!”
Crash Davis
Things are so bad even our emotional support animals need their emotional support socks.
Imagine cat streamers
“The bird situation is crazy”
My childhood cat, Gimpy, used to steal rolled up socks. He’d carry them around, chirp at them, and give them drinks of water (by dipping them in the toilet).
My oldest cat will bring up socks, underwear, and even tank tops from the laundry area downstairs. She lets out such mournful cries while she’s doing it. Most mornings we have to collect her harvest and take everything back downstairs, restarting the process.
