Bibliophile

You may be surprised to learn that a humble green parrot such as myself is a big lover of books, but I actually am. My taste in books is quite broad. I love all kinds of books -- fiction, nonfiction, you name it. But if anyone asks me what my favorite kind of book is, it's easy for me to answer. Next to the books my person writes, my favorite books are the big, thick ones with lots and lots of pages. They offer the best chewing pleasure. What are some of your favorite books?

Cookies!

Do you like December? I do, mostly because it's the holiday season and that's when my person makes gingerbread cookies. Yummy! I just love gingerbread cookies.Well, I love any kind of cookie, but my favorite kind of all is gingerbread. That's because gingerbread is so chewable, and we parrots love to chew. Also, my person always makes a few small gingerbread men just for me to eat. She's never made me any gingerbread parrots though. Hmmm. I wonder why.

A Book About Pancakes

Do you like pancakes? I love pancakes. I pretty much love eating anything that's starchy or floury -- bread, cookies, cereal, you name it. Pancakes are especially nice because my person usually puts blueberries or blackberries in them, and berries are full of something else I love -- seeds! So, the point is, because I love pancakes so much I can't be too jealous that my person's newest book is not about parrots, because it is about pancakes, and who could be unhappy about pancakes? Not me! The book is called The Naughty Pancake and you can read about it here. OK, so there's one problem with the book, for me, at least, -- it doesn't have any pages to chew. That's because it's an ebook. But even tho' you can't chew it, you can read the story and look at the pictures, and they're pretty nice.

Thankful

It's that thankful time of year again and time for my annual Thanksgiving post. This year I am thankful that I have a nice, big food dish and a person who always keeps it full. I am thankful that I have seed treats and a person who gives them to me every day. I am thankful that there is a furnace in the house that keeps me warm all winter and that I don't have to fly south for the winter like some of those outside birds.  I am thankful to be a parrot and not a robin so I get to eat seeds and fruit inside in my cage and not worms outside in the mud. And, most of all, at this time of year I am thankful to be a parrot and not a turkey.

Rainy Afternoon

How I love a rainy afternoon! It's the perfect time to share a piece of toast with my person, then sit on her shoulder and snuggle up to her neck. It's just so cozy, and it's especially nice if there's blackberry jam on the toast. What about you? How do you like to spend a rainy afternoon?

Seasonal Poetry: The Final Installment

Here's the last in my suite of seasonal poems:

Summer
by Shadow

The hot summer sun's
Not very much fun.
It makes a whole lot of heat.
But I find, as a rule,
It's not hard to stay cool
With a nice icy spritz on my feet.

Obsession

You know how you get something in your head and you just can't stop thinking about it? If you're a parrot, you know exactly what I'm talking about. For me these days it's the desk drawer. I always keep one eye alert for any movement my person makes in the direction of that drawer. Then when she puts her hand on it to pull it open, I'm right there, ready to pounce on the drawer's delicious contents -- paper clips, pens, and tape measure. It's so much fun to toss those things around. I know it makes my person mad when I do that, but I just can't help myself. If the drawer's been closed for a while, I reach down and pull on the handle. I pull and pull, listening to the creaking noise it makes and waiting for my person to take the hint and open the drawer. If she doesn't get it, then pretty soon I have to start squawking. It's really hard just sitting there in front of a closed drawer knowing what delicious treats are waiting for me inside, if only my person would hurry up and OPEN THE DRAWER already!