What could be more relaxing than enjoying a Sunday Siesta in a cushy armchair and catching up with The Roost’s crazy flock! Catch up with Morty, and then why not head over to get up to speed on how Bubbles and Zack are attempting to keep their mom on the straight, narrow- and sane path! Sunday chuckles are guaranteed on It’s A Birb Thing!
Grab that pencil and enjoy one of our games! Catch up on what’s been happening around social media on our News page.
So relax, catch up, and tell us what you think of The Roost! Have a great Sunday Everybirdie! October edition on the way soon!
I have poor spatial skills. I often joke that I would get lost leaving my driveway if I didn’t have to go to work five days a week. Most people think I’m exaggerating until they make the mistake of asking me for directions. GPS is a necessity of modern life for those of us who are spatially challenged. Unfortunately, it can’t help me with organizing cages, which is a challenge I face every time I get Zack and Bubbles new perches or toys, as I did recently.
Don’t get me wrong. Cages are much better than they were in the mid-1980’s when I got Samson, my first parakeet. They’re built efficiently with ease of cleaning, function, and bird comfort in mind. They’re also bigger, to provide more space for stretching out those wings to play, exercise, or laze around and beak grind while watching TV. You’d think the modern design would make finding places for those various perches and toys easier. Instead, it’s just enough rope to hang myself.
Read about Sherri’s spatial conundrums while attempting to outfitting Bubbles’ and Zack’s houses with new perches and toys on our Feathered Frenzy page.
Visit our News on the Wing page to catch up on birdie and nature-related issues and items retrieved from social media over the last few weeks. For example, read and follow the Tweet about the plight of the Swift Parrot:
Oscar’s dad used to launch eggs out of the nest box so fast that it took me a long time – and several failed attempts, to finally rescue one.
After incubating Oscar’s egg, the fun began! During hatching, Oscar had a job breaking out of her shell. After 55 hours of struggle, and me and hubby taking shifts to sit with her and gently chip little bits of shell away, Oscar finally broke completely free of her shell, and entered our world and lives as a wee, pink little baby!
Hand-rearing proved difficult too as Oscar’s crop wouldn’t empty, but we got there in the end. Oscar is now a beautiful 6-year old treasure that’s just a wee bit special to me 🙂
Oscar is best buds with Keito, her Canadian Pionus friend. They go on virtual adventures together, and have been known to get into the moonshine often! Keito of course is a bad influence, being a Canuck via South America and all, ha ha.
Ladies and gentlemen, Keito and Oscar are now taking the stage for another sold out performance as The Tipsy Chicks!
Oscar often has some explaining to do when she gets home from these adventures and mom see’s her beautiful, pure white feathers covered in mud and foliage. Such debris tends to stand out when you’re white! Such happenings cause Oscar’s mom to worry just a little bit about what her sweet, innocent Oscar is up to on these ‘excursions’.
In the wild, birds instinctively play, finding fun and amusement in their natural environment. Our companion feathered friends don’t have to seek out wild fun since we humans provide for all their needs.
So, what do birdies do with their pent up energy? Read Sherri’s full article here to learn how Zack and Bubbles devise fun games to keep themselves amused and, most importantly, keep their parronts on their toes!
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” ― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring