Oh my!

I've been moved to the back room with the rest of my feathered flock. Then some strange people came working close to my cage. I was totally freaked out. I don't know what the housekeepers are up to, but I hope it's over soon.

Seafood

Not exactly. But Caitlin is proud of everything she does!

Happy Birthday Housekeeper!

Well, the shiny-headed housekeeper celebrated his birthday with Red Robin. This made me jealous until he explained that it was just a restaurant.

I'm not so sure about this fellow, however:

I am!

Who's my favorite quaker?
I am, of course!

Caitlin Chows on Chinese

The fortune cookie reads:
You will have as many friends
as the mess you make on the floor.

Dinner at Pompeii

Caitlin helped us clear the table at one of our favorite
Italian restaurants in town, Pompeii Grill.

Happy Hatchday Guiness!

July 21, 2001, Guiness hatched into this world. Life just wouldn't be the same without you. Happy hatchday, Guiness! We love you!

Our Flock Song

Sung to tune of the "Are you sleeping" lullaby...

Conure, Quaker
Conure, Quaker

Cockatiels
Cockatiels

Parakeet and Caitlin
Parakeet and Caitlin

Mom and Dad
Mom and Dad

Birdie and Caitlin

Hello, Birdie!

Nom Nom Nom

Headscratch

For you Sweetie, anytime.

Plastered Porcelain Parrot

Polly the porcelain parrot perished performing parrot pilates.

Post-pilates peace, poor Polly.

Caitlin and Papa

Caitlin is undoubtedly "daddy's little girl." I can't express just how much I love her. However, she doesn't exactly have me wrapped around her little finger...

She is getting big! (She's almost 25 lbs now.) This means that when she grabs the top of my shirt like this, she takes even more of my chest hair with her. Ouch!

So, does this mean she only has my hair wrapped around her little finger?

Peekaboo

Pepe finds a new way to entertain.

Caitlin's laughing

Lani was tickling the little booger at the restaraunt yesterday. Who could resist that giggle?

Watching the Predator

This cat has been hiding under the chair, waiting to pounce on its unsuspecting prey: birds! We can only stand by and helplessly watch.

Security Bird

Not long ago, Caitlin brought this penguin back from a daytrip she took with the housekeepers.

Obviously, she likes the bird, even if it isn't real. Speaking of real, I really don't understand why she'd want to suck on the leather beak... Why not bite at it and pull it apart? I would.

It's worth stretching for!

Some people might reach for the stars. Others reach for the sky. I reach for spaghetti. That's not too complicated, it is?

Headscratch

Birdie is so pathetic

Security

To calm Caitlin down, sometimes all she needs is someone to hold her hand.

Messages from Beethoven

I've been asked to post this message from Beethoven, the surviving parakeet of our flock.

Wooo. Wooo.

Eih ah, Eih ah.

Brak brak brak brak brak brak brak brak brak!

Chirup. Chirup.

*wolf whistle* *wolf whistle*

Hey-o. Hey-o.

Wooo. Wooo.

Eih ah, Eih ah.

Brak brak brak brak brak brak brak brak brak!

I think the message repeats from there-on.

She sure is an unusual bird. She imitates the rest of the flock and has a few songs of her own as well. However, I've never actually witnessed her imitating Pepe... I suppose even parakeets must have standards!

CADIE

I'm all for sentient creatures. This morning, Google rolled out the Cognitive Autoheuristic Distributed-Intelligence Entity (CADIE), who by her own right has decided that she is sentient. It kind of follows, since it was Immanuel Kant who coined the infamous phrase "I think, therefore I am."

One cannot help but wonder that a new life that "rulz" Google loves pandas so much, but then again, she probably is as cute as pandas...

I look forward to following her blog in the upcoming days.

By the way:

Happy April 1, 2009!

Sabbatical

Guiness and I haven't gone more than a week without posting for quite a long time. However, due to a combination of computer issues and spring break... Suffice it to say that our virtual world has had to wait for many of these issues to be ironed out.

Caitlin has been herself, making a mess of things. Guiness is ever watchful of her; he let us know when she had crawled herself into a tight spot underneath the table (and couldn't get out!). Pepe is his adorable (yet loudly so) self. The rest of the flock is managing just fine.

I've not mentioned it to Guiness (and he might be a little consternated over this) but I thought I heard another small flock of quakers at a different location than before. I don't want to say anything until I know for sure... but it sure sounded like it.

I hope the normal anecdotes continue next week. Until then...

Caitlin Crawls! Update

She's getting better at it day by day. I'm afriad she'll be pulling down my cage soon!

Caitlin Crawls!

This is big news. Caitlin now crawls. Our flock will never be the same again...

"Good Night Quaker" Song

Hush little quaker
Don't be sad
If you never
Knew your dad.

Hush little quaker
Don't you cry
If you never
Learned to fly.

The Seed is Always Better on the Other Side

Birdie just can't help himself when it comes to eating Sweetie's food. I watched him just run across Beethoven's cage when the housekeepers let him out. Poor Sweetie can only look on... Eat your own food, Birdie!

The Guiness Song

The housekeepers keep me quite entertained. They've come up with a song about yours truly. It's actually an adaptation of 'The Quaker Song' which is sung to the tune of "I'm a Little Teapot."

Guiness is a quaker
Green and stout.
Open Guiness' cage and
let Guiness out.
When Guiness gets excited
Guiness will squawk
So ruuuuuub Guiness' tummy and
Guiness will talk.

While I'm on the topic, I've come up with a little song for Pepe:

The big dumb bird himself.

Pepe is a conure,
Green and stout.
Close up his cage;
Don't let him out.
He screams when he's excited,
But he doesn't talk.
So whack him with a newspaper
Or a rock!

Happy Hatchday

Happy hatchday to the first and only "Kat" I've ever loved!

I'm the pushover and she rolls over!

Disclamer: No babies were harmed in the making of this video.

Flock of Five

Mozart

Rest In Peace

2006-2009

Last July, I mentioned my neighbor Mozart who has become an integral part of our flock. He and the lady parakeet Beethoven loved to sing together, especially when things got exciting around the house. He would keep me company when the housekeepers were away. I would like to think I even taught him a thing or two...


Very early yesterday morning during a night fright, Mozart either hurt himself or became very ill. He died while comforted by the housekeeper's hands. My lone solace is that he didn't die alone; he died with love and comfort around him. Now we are a flock of five.


Mozart, I will miss you. We all miss you. Save a place for us in heaven.


-Guiness

Opposum Awesome

This guy has been sneaking around and stealing cat food, leaving less food for the cats. However, when the cats go hungry they kill and eat pigeons...

So:

Opposum eats cat food.

Cats eat bird food.

But, who eats the cats?

Nom Nom Nom

Grandma starts Caitlin on a lifelong Starbucks® habit...

Nom Nom Nom

My brother-in-law Dave can't get enough of Caitlin, either.

Happy New Year!

I was trying to spread some holiday cheer, but Pepe discovered I slipped something into his water.