I have to convince Joe to get me this before the bird show, so when I get a hand reared budgie I can carry them home like this, and we can take walkies to the library and park, and I can learn to play the harp, and we can do duets.

Dang it! I have too much to do, and I just found parrot forums that are active, and right near the top are photo contests, I do NOT need the temptation to drop everything for a photoshoot. Hmm. I did think earlier that I needed to spend more time in the bird room, like set aside an entire day to encourage them to come out. It has pretty purple walls. Grrrr too many chores!

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Officially counting down the days to the Tulsa Bird Fair. I can't let it slip from my mind and spend my money on something else, I want a female for Sunny. Sky's attitude is too withdrawn, I won't breed him, but he can go in the bachelor aviary eventually. It will be a while until Sunny is ready to be a daddy, but I'll have plenty of time to bond with them until the breeding thing happens.

Now it's, "Talk to me, pretty please. Get me out of here." I'm dying.

I let the birdies listen to other parakeets on the tv all day while I putter and do my thing, and sometimes I catch a phrase one of the birds knows. I swear I just heard, "Okay, you won't talk to me? Fine. Whatever."