Wednesday, July 29, 2009


Well, I finally did get to pay a short visit to the kitchen the other day. While I was there, I met the coffeepot. At first it seemed so friendly, sitting there on the counter emanating warmth and making such delightful bubbling and gurgling sounds. I could tell it was filled with water, and we parrots love the sound of moving water. But that coffeepot turned out to be a selfish old thing and wouldn’t let me get anywhere near its water at all. I poked my beak all around it, everywhere I could reach, but it wouldn’t share even one drop of water with me. What a meanie.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Oooooo! Sometimes I just get sooo mad!

Don't you just hate it when you're in your cage squawking and squawking to be let out and no one pays any attention to you? Sometimes I get left in my cage while my person is working in the kitchen. Well, I love kitchen work too. I love to listen to the sound of running water when the dishes are being washed, and it's so much fun to poke my beak into all the different food that is being prepared. I also enjoy having the opportunity to chat with the microwave oven or watch bread toasting in the toaster oven. And I know if I just get the chance to do some exploring in there, I'll be able to figure out where the walnuts are kept. But does my person let me share in all those fun activities? Nooooo. I squawk and squawk and squawk but she acts like she doesn't hear me. I ring my bell and squawk some more, but it doesn't do any good. You'd think she doesn't want me in the kitchen at all. Could it be the poking-the-beak-into-the-food thing?

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The Latest Parrot Poetry

I’m Glad
by Shadow

I’m glad that I shall never be
A robin living in a tree
Up and singing before dawn
Seeking worms out on the lawn
Outside whether rain or sun
That’s a life that is not fun
Inside I am snug and warm
My cage protects me from all harm
Food is always in my dish.
I have all a bird could wish

Friday, July 17, 2009

Best Berries

July is my favorite month of the whole year because that's the month when the wild black raspberries are ripe. They grow all along the edge of the field, and my person and I have been picking them every day this week. I love all kinds of berries (I'm a bird, after all), but wild black raspberries are the best berries of all. They're so tasty and seedy! Next to a walnut, there's no better way to start the day than with a black raspberry in your beak. Don't you agree?

Thursday, July 9, 2009


We have another kind of house guest this week--Trouble, the parrot from down the road. She's a big gray parrot and boy, does she talk up a storm. All day long it's: Wanna an apple and a grape. Happy bird! Ready for breakfast? Hello! Hello! And on and on. What's the point of talking so much when you can squawk, I say.

Monday, July 6, 2009

House Guests

Do you like house guests? I love house guests! That's because they always give me a lot of attention. They tell me what a pretty bird I am and let me sit on their shoulders and squawk in their ears. They scratch my head and give me treats. Most of them are like that. Once in a while we have a guest who doesn't seem to want to come near me. I don't get it because I really am a friendly bird. I mean, sometimes I squawk a bit loudly and on occasion I bite, but it doesn't really mean anything. But what can you do? Anyhow, most house guests are very friendly with me. What about you? What do you do when guests come to your house?