Lovebirds

I'm so in love with my senegal. She's 16 years old. She loves to cuddle and kiss me. Most of all she loves her head scratched. She's good most of the time, but when she's got tude.....she's got TUDE! I know I've posted about her before, but she's a huge part of my life and I like to share. She's fuzzy and soft and melts my heart, plus she's got the cutest long skinny toes you've ever seen. I would love to get her a pair of flip flops.

It's a good thing she's cute.

I like to call it art.

We cover our feathered friend every night before we go to bed.

I don't know if there's a particular reason.

I guess it is to make her feel safe and comforted.

Every couple months I usually buy a round table cloth I find on sale to cover her with.

After a while they get dingy or get a few holes and I throw them out.

This one she's had a hell of a good time with.

Every morning when I get up she is working her magic on it.

It is a very intricate masterpiece.

I kind of hate to throw this one out.

Show and tell.

This is my baby girl. She's a Senegal parrot. Basically, she's a one person bird and I happen to be that person. She loves my husband and a handful of others, but doesn't let them hold and touch her like she does me. I have been bit, and it hurts like hell. You wouldn't think a little bird would be able to give that much pressure in a bite, but they can....believe me. I think we've had her 15 yrs now and she still makes me smile everyday. She can talk a little but only on her terms, and laughs like me. Music and snapping your fingers makes her dance, and it's the cutest thing. We take her places like Home Depot or to lunch (if we eat outside). We are always asked or told the dumbest things. 

For example:

Is that real?  Me - uh no, wacky wheelchair gal likes to roll around with fake bird on her shoulder to look like a pirate.

Awwww poor birds like that have to be caged. Me - Listen lady this bird has it better than most kids. She gets fresh fruits and veggies everyday, cleaned, and loved. She hangs out on the top of her cage all day and for fuck sakes we take her to lunch.

People themselves are strange birds and just let stuff come out of there mouth. ( I always threaten to strangle the next person who looks at me and asks me ,..... you wanta race).?