A Confusing Snooze

I am glad the Tall One is not going to work for a while. She has more time to take care of Miss Prissy and me, and the Cool One comes over more often. Yesterday, he visited us, and he held me in his hand. I fell asleep right away. Being around the Cool One is very relaxing. It feels as if I had never left the egg. Imagine my surprise when I woke up and saw the Cool One a few feet away from me. I was still in comfortable human hands, but it was the Tall One! He must have handed me off to her while I was snoozing. Talk about a rude awakening! I don't want her to start thinking that she can hold me like that! So I bit her right away and started moving toward the Cool One. Luckily, the Tall One realized that she could not hold me, so she handed me back to my friend's hand. I hope she doesn't try to hold me again! I bit her today when she tried to pick me up, just to make sure she doesn't get any ideas. I'm cool and tough, not cuddly!!!

More Time with the Cool One

The Cool One came over again last night. I was so happy to see him! He held me upside down, and the Tall One just looked on in awe. He tried to hand me to him, but I did not want to waste any time with her. I bit her, so that she would give me back to him and let me play with him. It worked. I wish the Tall One would leave again so the Cool One could come by all the time!

Tiel Therapy

I've been worried about my Tall One. Ever since she got sick, she's been tired and sleeping a lot, even though she's better now. I think she should never have gone back to work, but who of you knows a human who listens to reason!?

I chirped at the Cool One to let him know about my concern, and as usual, he understood what I was saying. My Tall One needed some nice fresh air and some diversion. Of course, that's good for all humans, including the Cool One. So I sent both of them to the zoo, where one of the exhibits featured my cousins, cockatiels, along with some more distant relatives: budgies, a.k.a. parakeets, and finches.

Of course, the Tall One took her camera along, and she took pictures of my fine feathered cousins. Not surprisingly, they flocked around the Cool One without hesitation, and with his help, a couple of them also settled down on the Tall One eventually. Here are some pictures:

This beautiful black and white cockatiel reminds me of vintage movies. I dubbed him Humphrey Bogart. He bit the Cool One and the Tall One right away to let him know he is the boss. Of course, neither of them let that deter them. They know we cockatiels are in charge. Here he is on the Cool One's hand.

Here are two tiels on the Cool One's hands!

Note the other cockatiels in the branches above!

The cool bird came back to the Cool One after a little break in the branches and perched on his shoulder.

This youngster lost his tail feathers. I can sympathize, because when Miss Prissy was young, she always bumped into things and lost feathers. I think he felt quite comfortable with the Cool One:

The Cool One finally placed the little bird on the Tall One's shoulder, where my feathered friend started preening her hair.

The zookeepers were so impressed by the Cool One's connection to birds that they asked him to stay and volunteer!

I think my Tall One is feeling much better after some Tiel Therapy, and I'm sure it was good for the Cool One, too!

The Tall One Is Back -- And So Am I!

Mes amis,

I apologize for my long absence. The Tall One did hide her computer, just as I feared, and after she got back, she kept hogging it to print pictures of her trip. She finally ran out of ink, and as soon as she left for work, I got online to update you.

While she was gone, the Cool One took good care of us. He came over every day and stayed with us for a long time. I liked it when he played with me! He held me upside down a lot!

When the Tall One finally got back, I was happy at first that 24-hour service had returned; it is very annoying when there is no butler around during the day to take care of me. I sat on her shoulder and preened her hair, and I even let her pet me and pick me up.

Don't you think after being gone so long she would want to be with me all day long? I like my Tall One, but she does not have her priorities straight. She actually went to work the day after she got back instead of staying with me! So I bit her the next time she tried to pick me up, and I even flew right towards her with my beak wide open to scare her. I turned at the last second and landed on the cage, but I think she got the message, because she cooked some of the yummy tortellini for me.

Now that I can finally get to the computer, I'll look through the pictures she took so I can share them with you!

Au revoir!

A Cool, Cool Visit

The Cool One came over last night, and completely unexpected! The silly Tall One had been gone all day at her place called work, and it was getting dark, when suddenly, she came home, and the Cool One was there, too! He whistled at me right away and took me out of the cage. Now, usually I bite everyone who tries to hold me, but the Cool One is an exception. We understand each other, and besides, he saved my life. So of course I was thrilled that he came to play with me. He even held me upside down! I love looking at the world from a bat's perspective! Here are the pictures!


I feel like I'm in a bird's nest! How comfy!



I like it when he's wearing a shirt with one of those toys called zipper!




Ready, set...



... chew!

Thing One and Thing Two

Mes amis,

The silly humans finally turned the heat back on, which made me happy, but not for long. As soon as it got warm in the apartment again, a second pink thing appeared. I guess there is no stopping them now.

Since Miss Prissy likes to sit on them, I took the opportunity to try it out myself while she was eating. I sat on them for a long time, but there was nothing spectacular about it. It wasn't very comfortable, and the things did not move. No baby birds appeared, either, which is good, of course, because I don't know what we would do with them. I don't think Miss Prissy knows, either.

Luckily, the Cool One finally came over again today. He held me upside down and smoothened my ruffled feathers, and I played with the zipper on his shirt. He put me in such a good mood that I even let the Tall One pet me on my head, which is very unusual. I think she felt honored.

A Cool Visit

I've been chirping happily for the last few minutes. The Cool One came over and played with me! He cupped his hand so I could take a little nap in it, and he held me upside down! I like seeing the world from that perspective, like a bat!

Then he fixed my banana perch. It's that yummy calcium stuff that smells like bananas, and since I've been bored all day long, I just chipped away on it until it was hanging down. It got all wobbly, and I didn't like it anymore. The Cool One took it out of the cage and evened it out with that sharp thing he carries in his pocket, and then he put it back on the cage bars. Now it's not unstable anymore, and I can start chipping away on it again.

I don't think the Tall One would be able to fix it, so she will have to talk to him on that silly flat pink thing she holds to her ear. It's very strange, because I can hear his voice through it, even though he's not here, but it works. She talks to him, and after a while, he comes over. It works every time. Well, almost. Anyway, if she tells him she needs help fixing that thing, I'll get to see him right away. Let's see, if I get to work on it right now, he should be back by tomorrow night.

Gotta go, I have some chewing to do...

The Tall One

Salut! I know you have been checking the site several times a day, awaiting the third part of my tale, but remember, good things are worth waiting for. Finalement, I am able to continue.

Suddenly, another person arrived. This one was taller than the Cool One, and I glared at her suspiciously. I had been perfectly happy around the Cool One, and there was no need for another human. They talked for a while, and she could not keep her eyes off me. I knew I was very good-looking, but still, I wished she would leave.

My wish came true, but not the way I had hoped. She left alright, but she took me with her! I hissed a few times, but it did not do any good. I hoped the Cool One would do something about the situation, but he did not seem to realize that I was being kidnapped. Before I knew it, I was in a big moving box, and after a few minutes, I was being carried into another house. The Tall One set my cage onto a table and talked to me. I think she was trying to make me think she was my friend, but I did not fall for it. I hissed at her and climbed around the small cage, trying to get out. Once again, I was trapped.

The next day, the Tall One changed my water and gave me more food. She talked to me, but I just gave her dirty looks. I hoped she would give me back to the Cool One, but when she finally left, she did not take me with her. Maybe she had gone to get him.

When she returned, the Cool One did not come with her. But she did bring something. For the first time, my curiosity got the better of me, and I whistled in appreciation. It was a large white cage! It looked a lot like the one I used to have, but it was much nicer. She did not let me have it right away, though. She took things out and washed it and put things in. I screamed at her to let me in the new cage, but it took her a long time to listen. Finally, she tried to get me out of my small cage, but I bit her. She retreated, but not for long. She put on some thick gloves and picked me up. I protested, but since she set me into the nice big cage, I was not quite that angry anymore and set out to explore my new surroundings.

The Tall One obviously realized how wonderful it was to have me around. She fed me, gave me water, and, most importantly, talked to me a lot. I did not allow her to touch my cage, but I have to say that I enjoyed whistling and hearing her whistle back. She would open my cage and let me climb on top. Most importantly, the Cool One came to visit often and played with me. Everything was turning out alright. Finally I was appreciated for my beauty and personality.

The Cool One

Finally, the Tall One has left! Now, to continue my tale...

I was sitting on the rooftop, exhausted, not knowing what to do, hoping for some kind of rescue, when suddenly, I heard whistling. I looked down on the ground and located the source of the friendly sounds. It was the human I had seen sitting close to the birdfeeder before the gusts of wind prevented my safe landing. He was standing on the ground, looking at me. I had never met a human before who whistled fluent Cockatiel, so I carefully walked down the slanted roof to get a better look. In my experience, people were the ones who had access to the birdseed, and since I had seen this one close to the feeder, I figured he might be able to give me some food.

When I heard the big birds screaming in the distance, my mind was made up. I could not last much longer on my own, and I had to have a person to feed me. I did not like my previous humans, but this one certainly paid more attention to me already than all the others ever had, so I fluttered down from the roof to a big thing the humans called truck, right next to the human. He kept whistling at me and, with a firm but gentle motion, picked me up. For a moment, I regretted my decision, but once I found myself in a small cage with a full dish of birdseed and with fresh water, I was relieved. I gulped down the seeds as if I had not eaten in weeks. Freedom had not been as good as I had expected, and being in a cage certainly had its advantages.

This human was very cool, I decided. He knew exactly what a cockatiel wanted. Food, water, a safe cage, and good company. I liked the way he whistled to me, and I looked forward to spending lots of time with him.

Just as I was beginning to preen my pretty feathers, content to have found a new, and better, home, however, my fate changed again.

I have to go again. À bientôt!