i spent most of the day cleaning. but now i'm done. the livingroom is clean. the cages are clean. the kitchen is clean. the floors are clean. even the towels and my work clothes are clean. its all goood. so i sit down to watch some lethal weapon and enjoy some fiddie and puppy time. i look over and skittles is hanging upside down from his outside perch that's by his dinner bowl. darla is in front of him, she's actually a bit taller than him with this position. at first i'm a bit concerned, but after watching i realize they're playing, not fighting. skittles is swinging back and forth and she is leaning with and away from him as he swings. as she gets within his range he nips at her, sometimes he gets a lip sometimes he doesnt. but neither one is being hostile about the whole thing.
about this time rocky walks by and darla turns to see if he's gonna get something she might want.
and that tail... that is one deadly tail.
smacks skittles in the head, so skittles squawks and grabs the tail, darla snatches it outta his beak, tucks it under her and hauls butt outta the room.
meanwhile marley is playing on the back of the sofa behind me. he jumps on my head, pulls my hair, jumps on the sofa, giggles, jumps on my head, pulls my hair, giggles, jumps on the sofa, i turn my head to see him, so he skis down the back of the sofa to my shoulder, giggling the whole time. and then proceeds to use my ear as a ladder to climb back to the top of my head!
meanwhile drew came in to shower and head out to his aunts house. after he left, i decided to make a pizza. the whole time twiggy is shrieking her head off. reeeeek!! <pause> reeeeek!! <pause> reeeeek!! <pause> reeeeek!! <pause> finally after about 10 mins it dawns on me, she's calling drew.
so i tell her "twiggy, drew went bye-bye" immediate silence. she hasnt shrieked since. that bird not only was looking for drew but understood me when i told her he left. speaking of smart fids, while i was cleaning the kitchen, each of the birds were on their cages (
clean cages, by the way
). all of a sudden skittles begins screaming like crazy, i look towards the living room and here comes ollie towards the kitchen, looking for me. skittles was warning me, as soon as i said 'okay skittles i see ollie, thank you.' he was quiet again. and then we had marley, after he flew across the kitchen to me as i was doing dishes... by the way, that 15 foot flight was
with his first 4 primaries clipped.
i returned him to his cage. went back to the dishes. i hear marley rattling around at the doorway, i say "no marley. if you fly to me again, you're gonna go in your room!" and he begins yelling at me! i say "no! i told you no! you can not come in here." that bird argues with me
again! he's steady cheeping at me, when he pauses and begins his 'i'm gonna fly' stance, i tell him 'i told you no marley!' and he argues again.
we argue back and forth several times before he goes back to his cage, steady yelling at me. as i proofread my post i glance up at ollie, he's got a molted flight feather and is using it to scratch his head... that never ceases to amaze me.
or just make me melt.