Don't speak to her!

Okay, my mom is crazy and vindictive. It's true, she really is. Here is a prime example:

Sunday I wasn't in the best mood, I'll admit that. Maybe I was PMSing or something but I was not wanting to be touched. No, I didn't give any warning, which I usually do. When mom tried to get me on her hand so she could move me from my perch to the cage since she and Big Daddy Dave were going to the farmers market, I decided to bite the holy crap out of her finger! Yes, I drew blood and a few choice words from her vile mouth!

Since I can't be spanked, mom decided to punish me in a different way--she stopped talking or looking at me for the rest of the day. And, get this...as she and Daddy were leaving for the market, she told him to not answer me when I said my usual, "See you later" routine as they walked out the door. Can you imagine giving a parrot the silent treatment?

The next morning as mom is uncovering my cage, Daddy asks, "Am I allowed to talk to her yet?"

This isn't really her injuries but darn close!

My Yearly Molestation

That's right...move that hand just a little closer while I pretend I'm sweetly waiting for you to scratch the back of my neck. Don't I look innocent? Who could resist?

Seriously, I'm supposed to believe that ugly gray towel is another African Grey or my mother? What do you take me for, a simpleton?

After all of my futile efforts the outcome is always the same...my Vet wins. I need to rethink my actions before my next physical!

Fishies

Don't forget to click on my fish to feed them. They're very hungry!

Mom and Yoga

Breathe deeply and slowly. Relax into the moment. Release all of your cares and the imagined future. Stretch upward toward the sky. Stretch deeply into Sun Salutation and slowly go into Downward Facing Dog...

I'm perched in my carrier watching Mom contort her body into positions it shouldn't be twisted into and it looks so painful I just can't help myself and yell, "Ouch!"

This is a great way to end a Yoga session. Mom collapsed on the floor in laughter and Max thought she was playing so he jumped on the top of her head.

And that my friends, is how we do Yoga in this house!

She ticked me off!!

So, mom decided to do her 20-minute meditation this morning and I decided I wanted to sit next to her while she did and she decided I wasn't going to so I decided to chirp and yell her name and she closed her eyes and turned up the volume on her headset and I decided to pace back and forth on my carrier perch like a crazy parrot and she cranked up the volume even more so this is what I did to my perch...

That's just the way I roll...

We lived on the top floor of an ultra cool sky flat in Minnesota. That explains the painted concrete floor I'm walking on. Actually, I was doing more than walking but pacing back and forth in front of the closed bathroom door.

You see, Big Daddy Dave got just a little too close to my perch because he wasn't paying attention so I decided he had invaded my personal space and I tried to jump on him, which scared the living you know what out of him and he ran while yelling mom's name.

It wasn't so much that he closed the bathroom door but locked it as well! Mom had to explain that I hadn't learned how to unlock doors yet! When I do, he's in big trouble.

Out of respect for my friend, Annie, who recently lost the love of her life, Dennis, and because of the shooting rampage in Tucson, I won't be posting this week.

God bless all of you.