Fantasizing much?
If I were an albatross, I would be in some cage in Canada, and I would try to escape. Turns out they would after they put a tracker on my leg. I would hop out, trying to fly, fluttering my wings oddly. I would squawk very loudly, and take off of the window. I would stall, remembering that I was afraid of hieghts, and try to go back inside and into the cage. I would tap my beak on the metal floor, using morse code, telling them that this isn't me. They would find out and take me home and treat me like a person, and I would live that way, forgetting that I was ever human.