Saturday, November 25, 2006
Joey in Flight
As I was taking a picture of Ernie and Joey sitting on my stamps, Joey flew towards me (to get the camera?), and amazingly, the camera snapped this shot at just the right second. Even more awesome, Joey was in focus! I photoshopped out the distracting background elements to make Joey stand out more.
Ernie as a Celestial Object?
I heard some unusual sounds coming from my craft corner, and I was delighted to find Ernie perched on the ornamental candle holder my friend Pokin gave to me in high school.
Lately, I have been reading a book about the constellations of the sky and the ancient stories associated with those constellations. Seeing Ernie amoungst the Sun, Moon, and Stars starting to make me think... my birds need a constellation! Ernie's likeness would make a great celestial object.
My Birds Are Escape Artists!
There must be a siren, audible only to lovebirds, which calls to Ernie and Joey from the entrance hallway. Although the birds know this space is forbidden, they are always waiting for their chance to escape and explore the hidden wonders just beyond our inner front door. The birds are always watching, and waiting to pounce (err, fly) when given the opportunity.
Now, it should be mentioned that in our entrance hall, there is a staircase that leads to suite upstairs, and at the top of the stairs there is a light, some 12 feet high, hanging from the ceiling. It should also be mentioned that birds particularly relish bright, shiny, objects in high places! When they escape to hallway, it does not take long for the birds to make their way up and onto said light, delightfully out of my reach. At first I employed the "menacing broom" routine to convince my little birds to come down from that golden light. Then I realized I could lure them down with their most favored object of all -- the camera. I had only seconds to snap this photo of Ernie before he noticed the camera and immediately flew down and landed on it. I was then able to promptly carry my little hooligan back inside our suite where he belongs.
Joey's Wing
Hide and Seek
Gotta Get That Itch!
Monday, November 06, 2006
Birds on YouTube!
Now people around the world can enjoy cute video footage of Joey and Ernie. I will have one video at a time directly on this website. Below is a list of all of their videos on YouTube.
http://www.youtube.com/v/WS_aVk6zPqY
www.youtube.com/v/SekFaPE2iPU
http://www.youtube.com/v/WS_aVk6zPqY
www.youtube.com/v/SekFaPE2iPU
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Front Yard Bandits!
The "Tuck"
If you have a bird, then you will know that the "tuck" is the ultimate in cute. You know your birdie loves you when he is willing to go into "tuck" mode while fluffed out and resting on your arm. But a second before this picture, the birds where double "tucked", unfortunately, Darren's taking the picture jostled Ernie out of it for a minute.
Can You Feel the "Love" Tonight?
"And can you feel the love tonight, it is where we are. It's enough for this [feather-ed lovebird] that we got this far. And can you feel the love tonight, how it's laid to rest. It's enough to make [birds and adoring owners] believe the very best."
~ Lyrics by Tim Rice (with a few alterations), Music by Elton John
~ Lyrics by Tim Rice (with a few alterations), Music by Elton John
No Soup For You!
Recently I suffered the misfortune of having all four of my wisdom teeth removed. For awhile, I found my self existing on a diet of lukewarm liquid mush -- not too hard, not to cold, and definitely not too hot. I should also make two observations about Ernie at this point: 1) he normally has little interest in "people" food (to my distress, as I am always trying to get him to eat his veggies!) and 2) he tends to be extremely over cautious about where he will land (getting this bird into a bathtub can be like pulling teeth! - I hope you caught that). I had consumed one mouthful of my orange/white mush (carrot, onion, miso and tofu in a yellow bowl), when all of the sudden Ernie decided to land IN MY SOUP! He got hip deep before he realized he was sliding into a bog of carrot goo and flew off to his cage to start preening his legs vigorously. Poor Ernie was forced to suffer further dunking in a bowl of clean water to wash off his feathers as he kicked and squirmed like mad. Joey's response to Ernie's bedraggled state: "Oh, I just can't look... ".
Doppleganger Syndrome
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