Sunday, May 29, 2011

I Need Some Advice

I just don’t know what to do about my person. Several times this week she went out and left me alone for most of the day. I know she has to go away for a whole day sometimes, but more than once in one week is a bit too much, don’t you think? And then when she gets home, she expects me to be all cute and cuddly and happy to see her. She acts like she doesn’t understand why I am giving her the cold shoulder. All she has to do is put herself in my position. I’m sure she wouldn’t like it if I went away and left her alone for the whole day. I don’t know what I can do to train her away from this behavior. If anyone has any advice, please let me know.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Rainy Day

There's nothing like a few good books to help pass the time on a rainy day. Hmmmm, which ones do you think will taste best?

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

A Visit to an Old Friend

I was hanging out on the kitchen counter this morning while my person was washing the dishes, so I decided to check in on my old friend, the toaster oven. I was hoping that it might have some toast for me, but when I looked through its window, everything was cold and dark. No matter how much I stared, no toast appeared. After a while I gave up and decided to climb up on top of the oven and chew up the piece of aluminum foil that usually hangs out up there. But, guess what? There wasn’t any foil up there. I walked all around the top of the oven and peeked into all the spaces behind it and next to it, but I couldn’t find the foil anywhere. I wonder where it could have gone. Hmmm. That kitchen is full of mysteries.

Friday, May 6, 2011


My person’s friend Judy recently acquired some ducklings. Like all baby birds, ducklings are very cute little creatures, but you have to admit they are a bit funny looking. In the first place, they sure aren’t going to be cracking open any seeds or nuts with those funny flat bills of theirs. And what about those webbed feet? I understand they’re useful for swimming, but what’s the point of that? I mean, I’m sure I enjoy water as much as any duck, but there’s certainly no need to go swimming around in it when you can easily have a nice bath just standing in a pan full of water or having someone spritz you. So, sure, those poor silly ducks can swim around a pond, but they’re never going to be able to climb trees or hold their food like a parrot with sensible feet. Judy is a very nice person and I have enjoyed sitting on her shoulder and squawking in her ear any number of times, so I have to wonder: Why did she get ducks when she could have gotten a parrot?

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Cold Spring

We had a couple of warm days this week, and I went outside in my carrier to help my person mow the lawn. We did a great job, if I do say so myself. But now it’s rainy and wet again, so it’s back to inside chores, making nests and helping my person write. Also I have to keep an eye out the window for that fat woodchuck, and when it appears I squawk to scare it away. So, rain or shine, there’s always something to do around here. What about you? What do you do when it’s too cold and wet to go outside?

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Spring Tasks

I know I’ve been neglecting my blog recently. I’ve just had so many things to do. Unfortunately, going out for walks in my carrier hasn’t been one of them. It’s been too cold and rainy these past couple of weeks. But now the weather is looking better and my person says that very soon she’ll be needing my help outside with the lawn mowing. I can’t wait! Mowing the lawn is my favorite outside chore. My job is to sit in my carrier and keep an eye out for predators while my person cuts the grass. Meanwhile, I’ve had plenty to keep me busy inside, helping my person with her work, and working on a few projects of my own. Nesting season is here and I’ve got a couple of nests going. One is on top of the printer and the other is on a small shelf. With two nesting sites, I’m pretty busy all day long chewing up old books, plastic bottle caps, and popsicle sticks. Unfortunately, my person often gets in one of those mean moods where she takes the vacuum cleaner to my nests and vacuums up all the bits and pieces I’ve worked so hard to chew. So then I’ve got to start all over again. People can get really moody sometimes, but you’ve got to love them anyway.