Monday, March 29, 2010
This is Angel (I think), from the National Eagle Center. I love bird eyes.
When I had a parrot, it's eyes would turn bright orange when it got excited.
In other news, my eyes got checked today, and while not eagle quality, they're healthy and not overly dry (I've been focusing on drinking more water and staring at a computer less for the past couple of weeks, and they aren't bothering me now).
I always feel like a failure getting my eyes checked. Once my contacts are out, the tech sort of asks me, laughing, if I can see the letter on the wall. I can see a bright grey splotch. That's it. I could see that she had fingers, though, so at least there's that. And then there's the whole part about which is better, a or b. A or B. a or b. I find those really hard.
Posted by Bardiac at 3:22 PM