everyone out there in cyberspace!
Bubba, the black-capped conure, an Dad's
asked me to rite this month's email cos he
claims he's too bizy with, well, I don't
know what with, an its getting on fer
half-way through May.
news of the month: I had my Fourth Hatchday!
See the photo of me. Mind you, I don't need
teef like that cos my beaks reely strong?I
can snap big almonds in two! In three!
Tomorrow I'll go for Four!!
that's me, Four years old! As you know, I
was here before any of the other birdz so I
know alot more than they do. They don't
believ me but its truu. AA Milne sed "When I
was four I was not much more" - but wot would
he know? Was he ever Four? I'm Four an I
know a lot, I even know wot Mom & Dad say to
An Jesse's now
one year old. Yep, just one. That happend a
few days after I got to be Four. An Mom has
got to be fifty. I know 50's more than Four
but human years aren't the same.
Mom spent all
her birfday cooking dinner: wild mushroom
soup and chipotle wantons, prime rib roast
with broccoli, carrots and corn, followed by
home-made apple pie. Looked good too, an Mom
an Dad an all the six other people stayed in
the dining room for hours, but they didn't
give me any corn.
bring sweet showers, as well as lots of
sunshine, which kick-started the garden; the
amount of greenery seemed to double each
week. There was no snow, unlike last year
and, also unlike last year, Mom an Dad are
well on top of the weeds and have beaten
back an early invasion of dandelions.
They have also
started preparing the house for sale:
external painting, some internal painting
and new garage doors were April's
achievements, in addition to several visits
to Half-Price Books to sell books, videos
and DVDs. The whole world seems to know
Jesse will need a new home, there was even
overheard talk about it at the
bird fair, and there have already been
expressions of interest in her from people
who think they might get a bargain. Mom &
Dad reckon she would be a bargain at any
Jesse let out a lot of blood-curdling
screeches so they even ran downstairs to
investigate?and saw a pair of mallards
walking across the lawn. The mallards did
not seem at all concerned that they had
incurred the birds' disapproval sez Dad?but
I could tell Jesse was yelling out "hello
mallards", even though she'd never seen one
in her life before. Wot we were objecting to
was that they just walkd into our garden and
strolled around without even saying hello.
It was no big deal, they weren't going to
kick over the BBQ or anything.
Late in the
month Mom began working as a volunteer for
2-3 days per week at Hartman's Aviary, where
Jesse came from. She says she might breed
birds in Austraya. That'd be fun, I'd make a
good breeder, whatever it is they do. Mom
sed Patsy, who has boarded Jesse when they
have been away and who works at the aviary,
burst into tears when Mom told her she was
unable to take the birds to Austraya! I
don't understand?how can I breed if I'm not
everywon, may you have a grate May!