Saturday, October 26, 2013
Cheb went in for this first well-bird exam yesterday. He bit the technician several times and fought the veterinarian with all his might when she poked and prodded him. I'll take him back Monday for blood work.
Here Cheb is surveying the exam room, including my cup of coffee, the veterinarian's glasses, and Cheb's new microchip documentation.
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
If I had unlimited time and money and
space I'd love to have four or five of each species of parrot.
But I have neither the time or money or space, so I'm perfectly happy now with Charli and with Flash.
Until I saw this little cockatiel offered for adoption from a local dog and cat rescue.
His name is Cheb. He was found under a car three years ago by a woman who kept him until now. She's working full-time and going to school full time, which doesn't leave much time for Cheb.
He is extremely smart. He says "whatcha doin" and "pretty bird" and seems to be working on some new words. He loves to whistle and sing, too.