On an average Thursday, back in July, it decided to pour down as I left the office. The heavens literally opened. Suddenly, the SUV in front of me came to an abrupt stop. There was a tiny green bundle in the middle of the road, just metres away from us, absolutely soaked as the rain pelted down from above. It was a baby Rainbow Lorikeet.
I jumped out of the car, grabbed a towel from the SUV in front and picked the freezing little bird up. Bundling her into the car with me, I spoke to the stunned little bird softly all the way home so she could become familiar and relaxed with the sound of my voice. Upon arriving home, I held her in front of a little portable heater to get her warm with one hand, as I frantically Googled what the hell to feed her with the other.
This was going to be one very colourful adventure...
