OH YUM..
Well, the title tells you all what we had to break our fast this morning, a delicious watermelon, not all of it of course but certainly a very big slice.
She eats the pink bit and I gobble the seeds as fast as she can give them to me. I know, it doesn't sound very attractive but there is no other word which correctly describes the speed with which I consume those tasty little packages of power. For that is what seeds are!
We woke up early this morning and after waking me up with kisses and silly noises, I climbed onto her hand and we scuttled back into that cosy warm bed as fast as we could possibly go.
Scritch-n-scratch and diddley-datch, cuddles with my mum in our cosy bed are just the way to start the day. Which, suspiciously, looks to be a bright and sunny one, so where is this big rainy and very windy storm that is supposed to be heading our way?
That tasty morsel of chinese yumyum which I had last night was truly delicious, I am not sure when or how she found out that I am extremely partial to fish (of any variety please note) but I am.
I do sometimes think about my diet, not for weight purposes but to compare it with other parrots that I have met.
There was an African Grey called George that I met many years ago, his human mother did not take him anywhere and she left him at home, now she wasn't 'mean' to him in any way but what, Dear Readers, use do you think a Pekinese and a Siamese are as company to a parrot? Not a lot..
Then his mistress met us, I was in my travelling cage, and we were at a bbq with mutual friends. George's mother looked as if she had been struck dumb and said, to no-one in particular, "a parrot travelling cage?"
That, Dear Readers, was, thank goodness, the end of that poor bird being left behind all the time!
But back to diets. I eat a great deal of 'human' food, much more so than bird food, I mean, who would choose to eat dry seeds if you were faced with a plate of steamed broccoli, tomatoes, beans, cauliflower, soft boiled egg, a little fish or meat and some rye sunflower bread? You wouldn't, would you?
But that poor old George has never known any different.. sigh. He gets that stuff called Harrisons and apples, now it is all 'politically' correct stuff and all that but how would you, Dear Readers, like to live on dried food, have no watermelon juice running down your beak, sorry chin, not to have no deliciously, savoury tasting garlic or chilli on your steamed french beans? I thought not.
So, as you can gather, we have had an excellent start to the day.
She is going to do a quick run to the allotments, with all of that rain that fell yesterday, there will be lots more asparagus to pick and as she wants to give some vegetables to a friend, she has to jump into boots and a rain proof jacket and zoom off, I am quite happy to stay here, I will probably perch on pole by door and doze.
There is lots more watermelon for us to eat later (this is always a happy making thought) for he is too fat and heavy to roll out of YumYum HQ and run away!
So adieu, Dear Readers, until later. I know she posted them all in good time but she does so hope that mr.postman did his job properly and that Michele, Poppy, Debi-in-Arkansas and Leigh have all received their birthday cards?
GeeGee Parrot.
May 9th, 2014.
Well, the title tells you all what we had to break our fast this morning, a delicious watermelon, not all of it of course but certainly a very big slice.
She eats the pink bit and I gobble the seeds as fast as she can give them to me. I know, it doesn't sound very attractive but there is no other word which correctly describes the speed with which I consume those tasty little packages of power. For that is what seeds are!
We woke up early this morning and after waking me up with kisses and silly noises, I climbed onto her hand and we scuttled back into that cosy warm bed as fast as we could possibly go.
Scritch-n-scratch and diddley-datch, cuddles with my mum in our cosy bed are just the way to start the day. Which, suspiciously, looks to be a bright and sunny one, so where is this big rainy and very windy storm that is supposed to be heading our way?
That tasty morsel of chinese yumyum which I had last night was truly delicious, I am not sure when or how she found out that I am extremely partial to fish (of any variety please note) but I am.
I do sometimes think about my diet, not for weight purposes but to compare it with other parrots that I have met.
There was an African Grey called George that I met many years ago, his human mother did not take him anywhere and she left him at home, now she wasn't 'mean' to him in any way but what, Dear Readers, use do you think a Pekinese and a Siamese are as company to a parrot? Not a lot..
Then his mistress met us, I was in my travelling cage, and we were at a bbq with mutual friends. George's mother looked as if she had been struck dumb and said, to no-one in particular, "a parrot travelling cage?"
That, Dear Readers, was, thank goodness, the end of that poor bird being left behind all the time!
But back to diets. I eat a great deal of 'human' food, much more so than bird food, I mean, who would choose to eat dry seeds if you were faced with a plate of steamed broccoli, tomatoes, beans, cauliflower, soft boiled egg, a little fish or meat and some rye sunflower bread? You wouldn't, would you?
But that poor old George has never known any different.. sigh. He gets that stuff called Harrisons and apples, now it is all 'politically' correct stuff and all that but how would you, Dear Readers, like to live on dried food, have no watermelon juice running down your beak, sorry chin, not to have no deliciously, savoury tasting garlic or chilli on your steamed french beans? I thought not.
So, as you can gather, we have had an excellent start to the day.
She is going to do a quick run to the allotments, with all of that rain that fell yesterday, there will be lots more asparagus to pick and as she wants to give some vegetables to a friend, she has to jump into boots and a rain proof jacket and zoom off, I am quite happy to stay here, I will probably perch on pole by door and doze.
There is lots more watermelon for us to eat later (this is always a happy making thought) for he is too fat and heavy to roll out of YumYum HQ and run away!
So adieu, Dear Readers, until later. I know she posted them all in good time but she does so hope that mr.postman did his job properly and that Michele, Poppy, Debi-in-Arkansas and Leigh have all received their birthday cards?
GeeGee Parrot.
May 9th, 2014.
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