January 29th.. it still seems 'strange' not to be calling these two people today to wish them a "Happy Birthday".. but she wishes it to them in thought, who knows what they're up to but we are sure that it will be some degree of naughtyness.
Yesterday the sky was as blue as a linen dress, today, it was dirty white and greed got her dressed and out of the door, there was only just enough Kefir for tomorrow and so she had sent Joe, who was at Borough, a text asking him to save her 2 x 2 pints of goaty milk.
I regret to say, that this 'ere iPad has been behaving in an extrordinarily delinquent fashion for about three days. Asking her constantly to 'log in' even to write a post, hello, it's our blog! Why should we have to log in to write on it?
So after being at Borough, where Joe did all manner of sneaky things to her iPad that she had NO idea you could do, she came home via the Apple store at Covent Garden. This is MUCH the nicest and most helpful Apple store in London. She saw a guy who said "Not your fault, Safari has been crashing for the past three days but we've fixed it, you should be ok now" and she was.
So here we are, up and running again! She tried to post before going to Borough but Safari wouldn't even open.. boring.
And now onto something completely different..
You all know that I have been in Jail for taking my clothes off.. well, at least it wasn't in public like some of these 'celebrities' do but my nice vets, after taking COPIOUS amounts of my precious blood, have pronounced me to be healthy and not-hormonal (What's that), they've blamed it on the builders and my tantrum about being shut the wrong side of the bedroom door.
Huh.. you just wait till I see that vet again, Beaky is under strict instructions to give one of his fingers a quick crunch, fancy implying that I'm a spoilt brat, whatever next?
Anyway, yesterday a dear friend alerted her that a mutual friend is looking for a new home for a four year old African Grey Parrot who needs to have a new family to live with, we don't know what sex this bird is, it is the age that Darling Dagga Parrot was when she first took him in, yes, Darling Dagga was a 'Rescue Parrot'.
Today she telephoned my vet and asked him what he thought about us taking in another African Grey parrot and he vetoed it immediately because as he said "GeeGee is eleven and a half, she has lived all her life just on a 1-2-1 basis with you.
And she was stressed by something which has caused this very severe plucking behaviour, it wouldn't be fair to her or the other bird, she'd have her beak out of joint within a day because, with the new bird, with whom you'd have to spend a lot of time, and GeeGee would get fretful and be jealous".
So there's this poor Grey birdy.. it makes her heart very sad that we cannot give it a good home, I MIGHT be ok with it but then, I might NOT be.
Sometimes you can't do things that you want to do and this is one of them. For if we took the bird and mama bonded with it but I didn't, gulp, well, that would be truly gruesome, wouldn't it?
Sigh..
GeeGee Parrot.
January 29th, 2016.
Yesterday the sky was as blue as a linen dress, today, it was dirty white and greed got her dressed and out of the door, there was only just enough Kefir for tomorrow and so she had sent Joe, who was at Borough, a text asking him to save her 2 x 2 pints of goaty milk.
I regret to say, that this 'ere iPad has been behaving in an extrordinarily delinquent fashion for about three days. Asking her constantly to 'log in' even to write a post, hello, it's our blog! Why should we have to log in to write on it?
So after being at Borough, where Joe did all manner of sneaky things to her iPad that she had NO idea you could do, she came home via the Apple store at Covent Garden. This is MUCH the nicest and most helpful Apple store in London. She saw a guy who said "Not your fault, Safari has been crashing for the past three days but we've fixed it, you should be ok now" and she was.
So here we are, up and running again! She tried to post before going to Borough but Safari wouldn't even open.. boring.
And now onto something completely different..
You all know that I have been in Jail for taking my clothes off.. well, at least it wasn't in public like some of these 'celebrities' do but my nice vets, after taking COPIOUS amounts of my precious blood, have pronounced me to be healthy and not-hormonal (What's that), they've blamed it on the builders and my tantrum about being shut the wrong side of the bedroom door.
Huh.. you just wait till I see that vet again, Beaky is under strict instructions to give one of his fingers a quick crunch, fancy implying that I'm a spoilt brat, whatever next?
Anyway, yesterday a dear friend alerted her that a mutual friend is looking for a new home for a four year old African Grey Parrot who needs to have a new family to live with, we don't know what sex this bird is, it is the age that Darling Dagga Parrot was when she first took him in, yes, Darling Dagga was a 'Rescue Parrot'.
Today she telephoned my vet and asked him what he thought about us taking in another African Grey parrot and he vetoed it immediately because as he said "GeeGee is eleven and a half, she has lived all her life just on a 1-2-1 basis with you.
And she was stressed by something which has caused this very severe plucking behaviour, it wouldn't be fair to her or the other bird, she'd have her beak out of joint within a day because, with the new bird, with whom you'd have to spend a lot of time, and GeeGee would get fretful and be jealous".
So there's this poor Grey birdy.. it makes her heart very sad that we cannot give it a good home, I MIGHT be ok with it but then, I might NOT be.
Sometimes you can't do things that you want to do and this is one of them. For if we took the bird and mama bonded with it but I didn't, gulp, well, that would be truly gruesome, wouldn't it?
Sigh..
GeeGee Parrot.
January 29th, 2016.
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