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Amazing Babies

I’ve mentioned before that my friend Luana is a breeder of Brotogeris parrots. She has had a bumper crop this year, babies of each type of broto – she’s had several baby Grey Cheeks (they are not for sale), Canary Wings and Orange Chins. I couldn’t resist posting this photo she sent of her three latest baby Orange Chins (they actually came from the same parents that my bird Gobi came from).

The dime shows how very tiny they are. Their mother Bitsy died shortly after laying the eggs, and father Itsy wouldn’t sit on them, so Luana was scrambling trying to get another bird to hatch them. When that didn’t work, she had to transfer them to an incubator. There were five eggs in the incubator, so far only these three have hatched. But considering what they have gone through already, they are miracles. They are so tiny that they are rather difficult to feed!!

My bird Gobi is an example of what they will look like when they are grown:


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Gobi’s Birthday (er – Hatchday)

Gobi had his first birthday hatchday on Friday. We can’t believe he’s already one year old, we got him when he was weaned at 2 months of age (see older post “Gobi is Here”). Here is a picture of him and his clutchmate Abner as tiny babies. Gobi is the one top.

photo by Kathleen Batey

And below is the latest photo of Gobi that I took last week, doing his favorite thing: eating.


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I’m Back

Sorry about my long absence. I had a terrible cough that robbed me of the ability to create. Until yesterday I had not been on the computer for about a week.

I really missed you guys! I have had lots of time to read and watch tv while I was ill, and have formed lots of opinions about things I’ve absorbed, which I will share with you in the coming posts. Bear with me as I start back slowly…

Me & Gizzy Gobi watches TV


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Men with Birds

I felt that a showcase of men “rubbing shoulders” with birds was needed. Here is a compilation of male people I know brave enough to get within the personal space of a parrot:

Gizmo and Dad

Hubby Bill and Peeper

Rick meets Gizmo

Bill and Gobi

My cousin Ron cautiously approaches Gizzy.

Where’s the bird? Look under Mike’s chin! There’s little Forest under the cashmere.


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Here Comes the Flood

I’ve got that Peter Gabriel song mentioned above on my mind right now.

This afternoon I was sitting in my computer room working when I hear my little bird Gobi in the other room making a racket. Gobi usually makes a racket anyway when I’m not in the room with him, but this was somehow different.

Then I heard the sound of a waterfall (literally) coming from that end of the house. I do not have any decorative waterfalls in my house… I ran to the kitchen – had I left the tap running in the kitchen sink with the drain plug in it? No, that’s not like me…but as I round the corner…there are the two kitchen sinks full to the brim and water flowing out of the sinks onto the floor creating quite a flood! The problem was that the washing machine out in the garage was draining, but there was apparently a backup in that line, which is common to the kitchen. The water had nowhere else to go but up through the kitchen pipes and up into the sinks. I literally cried “OH NO! NO!” as I scrambled for towels to staunch the flow of water which was headed rapidly to our cork flooring in the TV room (cork flooring does not like water on it, plus the floor is only a year old).

As logic kicked in, I ran to the garage and shut down the washing machine. Then I grabbed some buckets and started bailing out the sink. Whew! Bill came home from work and started moving furniture around to check for wet spots.The cork floor still got wet in a couple of spots, but a fan is blowing on them as I write this, so I think it will be OK since we caught it early. At least the torrent did not get through the rest of the house, it’s all cork!

This has not been a good week for me and it’s only Tuesday.

Yesterday at my chiropractor’s office, my brand new Brooks walking shoes were stolen. Now this flood today. I’m afraid because these things supposedly come in threes…oh, well, as long as no one is hurt I can handle it. Sometimes I think things like this happen so we can gauge our reactions to situations and see if we are progressing emotionally, like a reality check, so to speak. That way we can try to evaluate our actions and feelings to see if they were appropriate and where we may need spiritual or emotional improvement.

I am satisfied with the way I handled these two situations – as far as the stolen shoes, I prefer to think that an error was made, not a theft, as a pair of unclaimed shoes at the office looked very similar to mine. It feels much better to give that someone the benefit of the doubt than to harbor ill will towards them. Besides, even though the shoes weren’t cheap, they’re just shoes. And I’m OK with the way I handled the flood. Plus I was reminded what a good guy my plumber is, fitting my emergency in when he had plenty of other calls to finish.

There were three lessons reinforced:

1) Every cloud has a silver lining!

2) Never leave the house with an appliance running. I never do that so I was home to catch it. I don’t want to think about the problems we would have had if I had not been around to stop the water right away.

3) Pay attention when your pets make unusual noises! They may be trying to tell you something. Thanks, Gobi!!


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Parrotlover’s Post

I haven’t had an exclusively parrot post in awhile, so here goes!

There’s a wonderful parrot store a few miles from my house called Omar’s Exotic Birds where tame babies sit on clean perches, well-fed and watered and just waiting for you to pet them. Here were some of the denizens of Omar’s on a day I was out and about with my camera.

“Love me, pet me, take me home!”

The dearly departed: birds I have loved and lost

Peeper 1984 – 2004 Grey Cheeked Parakeet (small parrot). My most beloved pet who died of very old age.

Hansi 1978 – 2000 Mom’s Umbrella Cockatoo, died of unknown digestive causes.

Smoochy 2004 – 2005, Pacific Parrotlet, died of hepatitis (non-human kind)

Parrots who own me now:

Gizmo, 13 year-old Black-Headed Caique (with my Dad)

Ooops! Not a parrot…

Gobi, 6 month old Orange-Chinned Parakeet (actually a small parrot)

Birds – gotta love ’em. I do!


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