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Saturday, October 27, 2007

Leisure Time

I really like the tiel who shares my cage. His name is Carrera, and he is always nice. Except when I try to pull on his tail feathers, then he hisses at me, so I don't try to get to his feathers anymore. He doesn't preen me, though, so that's one thing I still have to teach him.

The Tall One is not home much these days; she always goes to the place she calls work. It's nice to have Carrera around. He is good company. We just hang out in the cage, eat, and play with our toys. It's fun!

Fall Fun

Oh, I just love this time of the year! The sky is blue, the leaves are red and yellow, and I get to see all of it from my cage! I never knew fall was so nice! I used to live in a small room in the basement of a house, and I never got to see the sky. I did not know that colors could be so brilliant! I also hear many birds singing outside, and as soon as I do, I sing back to them. It is so much fun!

Sunday, October 7, 2007

J.L., Are You Sure I'm Not a Duck?


My Tall One still has not been able to make her computer work right, so I wrote out my blog post on a piece of paper and gave it to the Cool One to type up. I assume he has a computer, too, since he is cool. If you are reading this, it means that the Cool One posted it for me.

The other day, I had a very exciting adventure. J.L. always used to tell me that I'm not a duck, and maybe he was right, but I definitely have duck-like talents. The Tall One had opened up our cage, and Carrera and I were climbing around the furniture, when suddenly, something startled us. I fluttered off and found myself in the small bright room the Tall One uses when she needs water to get clean. I saw a nice, shiny surface in the big thing she calls a tub, so I decided to land. The surface was not solid, though, and it moved below me, so I spread out my pretty wings. It worked very well, and I was just about to enjoy floating, because I realized the warm stuff was actually water just like in my drinking dish, just a whole lot more of it. The Tall One picked me up right away, though. She rinsed out my pretty feathers with lukewarm water and dried me off with a soft clean T-Shirt. She seemed worried about me, but actually, I quite enjoyed it. My feathers were nice and clean and not as dusty anymore, and I spent most of the day preening them.

A smaller tub might have been nice, but other than that, I liked going for a little swim. I don't know how long I would have enjoyed it, though, so it's good that the Tall One was right there. She usually does not let us out of the cage when there is lots of water around, and she was really worried about my little excursion. I hope that she will get me a small cockatiel-sized bathtub that fits in my cage.