Abbey
Spork Queen
No kids...just parrots. Sigh. (true online bird commentary while I write this.)
I have the two boys upstairs calling me constantly because they know I'm here.
"Hey Deb...Hey Deb...hello? Whatcha doing? Deb? You here? Hello? I'm a good boy. Chup chup wants a scritch and a sip. Hey Deb...kiss kiss. You hoo...Deb? Deb? Hello? Hey Deb. I'm a good chup chup. Where's my treat? Hey Deb. Hey Deb. Shut up, Blackjack. Hey Deb. Hello? Hey Deb. SHUT UP BLACKJACK. Hello? Deb? Boys, boys boys...we're good boys. SHUT UP BLACKJACK! You think that's funny?" (Now I feel guilty. I'm ignoring them and Keno is scolding blackjack in increasing volume.)
One downstairs cussing up a storm because I haven't let her out in the last half an hour. I can't even type what she's saying. I'd have to bleep every other word.
This is all in the space of under 5 minutes. They also have calls that they do to each other. Hard to describe, but one will do one whistle and the other responds with a seperate whistle and it never changes. So, toss in the calling with all the talking...I'm tired. I need ear plugs.
Happy BirdMommy Day to me.
Abbey
I have the two boys upstairs calling me constantly because they know I'm here.
"Hey Deb...Hey Deb...hello? Whatcha doing? Deb? You here? Hello? I'm a good boy. Chup chup wants a scritch and a sip. Hey Deb...kiss kiss. You hoo...Deb? Deb? Hello? Hey Deb. I'm a good chup chup. Where's my treat? Hey Deb. Hey Deb. Shut up, Blackjack. Hey Deb. Hello? Hey Deb. SHUT UP BLACKJACK. Hello? Deb? Boys, boys boys...we're good boys. SHUT UP BLACKJACK! You think that's funny?" (Now I feel guilty. I'm ignoring them and Keno is scolding blackjack in increasing volume.)
One downstairs cussing up a storm because I haven't let her out in the last half an hour. I can't even type what she's saying. I'd have to bleep every other word.
This is all in the space of under 5 minutes. They also have calls that they do to each other. Hard to describe, but one will do one whistle and the other responds with a seperate whistle and it never changes. So, toss in the calling with all the talking...I'm tired. I need ear plugs.
Happy BirdMommy Day to me.
Abbey