Hey folks, welcome to the new whine/general topic thread. Feel free to use this thread to discuss anything that is on your mind. Caregiving- related stuff, life after a loved one's death, your own emotional wellbeing. Whatever..........anything on your mind.
Aww, that will ruin playtime quickly. I would have cried too.
However, I have heard said that if a bird poops (from the sky) on you that means you are special.
:)
When I was about 6, I was playing "cars" in my Grandparent's gravel driveway and suddenly my arm turned white. I ran in to show my Mother. She and my Grandmother told me it was Bird poop and then I started crying, while they laughed.
It was a pretty stinky day :)
My parents were quite amused by it so that made it bearable. :)
My Dad being a bird lover had many pigeons. As well as I had taken my dog and hen and her babies with us when we went to stay with them 3 months. ( I love my pets). So we caged up and boxed up (with wir holes) all the birds and put them in the back of my suv. My Dag was in the back seat. I am already frantic because my Mom had to drive their car and I was so worried. As I was driving and rounding this curve, all of a sudden my dog jumps in the front and hits the steering wheel and I was blessed not to go into any cars or off the road. Shortly after I look in my rearview mirror to see birds sitting on top of boxes and all escaping out of their cages. Now if you know homing pigeons will go back to where they were born unless they have hatched babies. So I had to be cautious not to let any out. Difficult when I had to get out to get gas or use the restroom. But ther was no way I could get them back in their cages, along the journey or they would escape. I put my dog with DH in moving truck and just imagined what people thought when I stopped at lights and they saw all these birds lose in the back of my car. A 10 hour journey.
Needless to say we had to wait until dark after we arrived home to catch them, and I was cleaning up bird poop for a little while.
Anyway, thanks for letting me share my bird poop story.
"It was said that when angels are present, they tend to leave feathers along your path as they walk with you."
The Lord knows my needs.......sent the whole Tweety bird full of feathers!
My brand of coffee has been unavailable for a few weeks. Hadn't been a problem, because any addict knows to keep a healthy stash, and when I asked the store assistant about it and he said "there's been a fire at the warehouse" I assumed he was being flippant.
He was not being flippant. There has been a fire at the warehouse. I had sufficient presence of mind to say first that I hoped there weren't any injuries - there weren't, thank goodness - but I then urgently needed to know what they were doing about this utter, utter catastrophe.
They hope to restore supplies by the 29th November. I have one packet just opened and an emergency packet of unground beans. 😰😱😭
Those of tender stomachs look away now -
- because birds' anatomy is different so that their urinary and, er, other waste products are combined; and because you control the diet and can make very sure that it's strictly vegetarian; their excreta are nothing like as noxious as other animals'.
You still don't want it decorating the Axminster or landing in the toaster, naturally; but you don't either have to go far beyond a quick wipe with some Flash or whatever you use for clean-ups.
It's actually their dander that tends to cause problems for human lungs. But that's probably not going to cheer you up! :/
A parakeet poops every 15 minutes.
I really cannot clean and sterilize the kitchen counters that often if the bird Is flying around. The chemical smells will kill the bird, as well as cooking with Teflon coated pans. So it does get out to fly daily, in the enclosed back porch.
Pete had his own ideas about that. Respect!
Costco do (or did, anyway) industrial-sized rolls of terry towelling wipes. You might want to get some.
Your parakeet's proper place is your head. You will just have to get used to the new normality of going around like that. The upside is that it's frightfully good for your posture.
The icy reserve thing has been on my mind lately, because a novelist explained it from a different angle. He described an out-of-towner eating alone (and lonely) in a city dining room where all the people "would as soon knock a man down as talk to him."
Of course! I thought. They're not being unfriendly. This IS their friendliness. In this culture, being friendly means you don't intrude on someone else in case they don't want you to. You no more strike up a conversation with a stranger than you would hit him in the face.
But when you showed those strangers that you DID want to make a connection, they were only too pleased. Yay! People like people! It all works :)
Thanks, Send. You got yourself a new pet? Not a cat like everyone else here on AC? I used to watch that TV reality show of the cat whisperer doctor. I never realized what it takes to have a cat. They need a wider room (not just being caged up in small room or bathroom.) How you need to play with them, etc… Bird sounds easy but … be careful of it’s biting you (when trimming their claws) and inhaling their excrement. My niece used to tell me stories when she worked at the pet shop. Thanks for the chuckle on your take of those bird are videos.
My nephew from Colorado kept pushing me into leaving the island and moving there to the US. When I kept saying no, he finally asked – repeatedly Why won’t I move there. I just kept saying no. I was getting so upset on his pushiness. He even said that I can move in with his mom. Older sis gave him ‘this look’ which means ‘Hell, no!’. I think he’s going to hear from her privately about offering That!
I’m an island girl. I can see myself moving to Hawaii but not to the Mainland. I love the beaches (although I avoid it like the plague.) I know it's there, if I ever feel the need to watch the waves. I love the coconut trees (not palm trees), the friendliness to and from strangers, and the laid back attitude, atmosphere.
When I was in the states, I tried so hard not to be friendly to strangers. I tried to avoid eye contact. And failed miserably repeatedly. I was friendly to everyone, to strangers. And they were friendly back to me.
Or possibly the time change?
T h a t. w a s. a l l. S o. s I l l y. Yeah!
They were not exactly nice young men.......
Take me away, Calgon.
Of course I was watching the bird. Turns out that the advice is not to look it straight in the eyes, it will think you are a predator!
Omg. My bird is scared of me?
Toys, Perches, too much in the cage. Bird needs to fly around for exercise. I bought a tall round cage.....the wrong one.
It is not enough it has it's own room?
Sheesh, the bird moved in with me! It chose me! Everything else is a learning experience. Now, I think I must learn Spanish, because the bird loves and responds to the Spanish-speaking radio.
Feeling inadequate much?
Recently saw some men in white coats, going door to door in my neighborhood.
They said there were mice seen in the neighborhood......Lol.
Always appreciate your wit and ability to write poetry, and little dittys.