Do you think birds have fun?

Often times when I can’t stand sitting at my desk any longer and I just need to get out, I’ll go for a walk around the neighborhood. It helps to calm me on both stressful and boring days alike. Today, during such a walk, I saw four birds flying around, diving and swooping through the air as if they didn’t have a care in the world, and it lead me to ask myself, do you think birds have fun? I’m no zoologist, but I’d like to think that they do. It has to be fun to fly around swooping up and down. I would imagine it feels a bit like a rollercoaster, which I guess you could interpret as fun or terror depending upon your outlook, but all that aside, I think they must have fun in their lives.

Having settled that, it leads me to wonder, if they have fun, then the must have unfun, right? They must worry, doubt, feel pain and hunger, get bored, tired, lonely, and so on, and so forth. If you have the capability of one of those feelings or conditions you must have the capability of having all of them, right? So, where are all the lonely, the tired, and the heavy laden birds out there? Where are the birds suffering from depression, or mental illness? I don’t know. Perhaps this is a frivolous exercise, considering the mental capabilities of birds, but it’s really got me wondering, and I’m not so sure what I think any longer.

Do you think birds have fun?

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One thought on “Do you think birds have fun?

  1. That is funny! I drove up to Oklahoma this last weekend with some co-workers and we had a similiar conversation… Yes… I think that Birds have fun!

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