Jammin’

I’m sure I’ve mentioned here before how much I love berry jam. It’s so seedy! I especially like the jam my person makes from the wild berries that grow around here. It makes even the coldest, snowiest winter day feel a little bit like summer. My person and I frequently share a midmorning snack of wild berry jam on toast, which I enjoy very much. The only thing is that usually I end up with my beak all covered with sticky jam and toast crumbs. That wouldn’t be so bad except that my person thinks it makes me look funny and she laughs at me. She thinks she’s so smart, until I wipe my beak clean on whatever happens to be handy, which is usually the sleeve of her shirt. We parrots always like to get the last laugh.