Bath Time!

Don't you just love baths? They're so much fun. I take a bath every chance I get, even if the only possibility that presents itself is a glass of water.

A Good Cup of Tea

OK, so coffee is nice because I get to listen to the sipping sounds when people drink it, but tea is great because I love drinking it myself. A hot cup of tea is especially nice and cozy on a rainy day like today. But why do people always have to stick a spoon in a tea cup? It just gets in my way!

A Good Cup of Coffee

Do you like coffee? I do. Sipping coffee can really brighten up the day. It's different from tea. When there's a cup of tea around, I like to sit on the rim of the cup, dip my beak in, and lick the little drops of tea off the end of my beak. Whether it's herb tea or black tea, it's a very tasty drink. Coffee, on the other hand, is not so tasty. That's why I let my person do all the tasting. She sips the coffee and I sit on her shoulder and make little sipping and gurgling noises while she drinks. It's really fun. I like anything that makes a good sound, and sipping coffee is one of the funnest sounds I know.

A Friend

I had a nice little chat with the microwave oven today.
"Beep!" said the oven.
"Beep!" I replied.
There's just something about that microwave oven that I feel like I can talk with it in a way that I can't with anyone else. It's important to have friends like that, don't you think?

A Book About Vegetables

OK, my person is at it again, writing a book that is NOT about parrots. This one is a story about growing vegetables, but since I like eating vegetables, I guess I can't complain. I like growing vegetables, too. OK, I like watching my person grow vegetables, and then eating them fresh right out of the garden. Anyhow, you can find out about my person's new book here. It's called "Which Half?" because these two brothers can't figure out which half of the vegetables to eat. Ha ha. It's a really nice story even though it is an ebook so you can't chew the pages. But the words are nice, and the pictures are too.

I love the paper shredder!

I LOVE talking with the paper shredder. It always has so many interesting things to say. Well, OK, it really only says one thing -- Whirr! -- but it sounds so cool when it says it. We have the most fun conversations: Whirr! Squawk! Whirr! Squawk! Whirr! Squawk! The only problem is that when I try to cozy up to the paper shredder, my person always pulls me away. "That paper shredder has a bite sharper than yours," she tells me. Hmm. I find that hard to believe.

Humph!

So a couple of phone company guys were just here doing some work. It's really exhausting when strangers like that come to the house. I have to keep any eye on them to make sure they don't do anything predatory, keep my feathers fluffed up to enhance my big and tough look, and squawk loudly at regular intervals, just so they know who's boss. And then they have the nerve to ask my person: "Why doesn't she say anything?" What do they think I'm saying with all that squawking? "I'm a big tough parrot so you'd better not try anything!" Of course.