Grounded

I have been spending way too much time in my cage lately. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my cage, but I think the door should be open all the time. I don't understand why the Tall One closes it. Miss Prissy and I are so well behaved, we don't give the Tall One any trouble at all. We even help her shred all the papers she has, and she has lots of papers!

Usually she lets us out when she is home, but the last week, she has only gotten us out of the cage to pet us and then to put us back. Miss Prissy says it's because of my flight feathers. You see, I have very beautiful yellow feathers on my wings that help me fly. The other night, though, Miss Prissy fell off the perch while she was sleeping. She likes to sit on the perch and lean forward until her head is lower than her tailfeather. It does not look comfortable to me at all, but she likes to fall asleep that way. Sometimes, though, she loses her balance and flutters about, and that startles me. This time, I crashed into the cage bars and lost some of my flight feathers. I did not bleed, though, and I'm already regrowing my feathers.

The Tall One wants to make sure that I don't hurt myself while I'm out of the cage, because I've been flying lopsided and landing in places I did not want to land in at all, mostly on the living room floor. Yesterday, though, I managed to get away from the Tall One and fly from her shoulder to the top of my cage. She was surprised, but happy that I'm already flying so much better. I'm hoping that she'll start letting us out again really soon!

Hello from Carrera!

This is Carrera the Cockatiel! Miss Prissy, the beautiful cockatiel lady who shares my hunter grossen cage, reminded me about the blog. Now, I usually don't forget things, but I must admit that I've been so busy with my fun new life in the sunlit apartment with Miss Prissy and the Tall One that I've put blogging on the back burner, as the Tall One would say. (I like watching her cook, you know, especially tortellini, my favorite.) Now that I've settled into my new life, I promise I won't forget again.

Things have been going well around here. Miss Prissy has gotten used to me by now, and I think she trusts me. The Tall One was gone a while to the place she calls Germany to visit her people family and show some of the students she workd with what it's like over there.

In the meantime, the Cool One came over a lot and played with us. He held me upside down a lot! It was fun. The Tall One is back now, and she says she is on vacation now. I think that means she has more time for us. She is home a lot and plays with us.

Well, that's it for now! I'll be back soon, I promise!

Carrera the Cockatiel

Oh, right, there you are!

Hi! This is Miss Prissy here. I just walked across the room and landed on this thing, and I remembered it was LeMone's favorite toy. So I thought I'd peck on the keys a bit, and I remembered all about our blog. I think I said we would write about our lives. But I forgot. I get forgetful sometimes. What was I saying?

Hmm. Oh, yes, the blog. The Tall One has not gone on the blog much. She won't say it, but I think she really misses LeMone. All it takes is a picture of him, and water comes out of her eyes again. The blog is full of pictures, so there is lots of water.

Carrera is really a nice guy, you know. He's not a baby anymore. He's getting pretty grown up. He's even gotten a bit bigger. Right now the Tall One has grounded him, because he has lost some flight feathers. I think I startled him, and he crashed into the cage bars. He's not happy he can't fly. I am going to tell him to check in with all of you and tell you how he is doing!

See you soon!

Miss Prissy