Not shop work related but on my way home from work this morning rescued a turtle off the road before it got crushed by a combine that was headed in that direction. Then when I got home saved this baby Robin from a stray tabby cat that was in our yard ready to ambush it when I pulled up. Released the turtle out by the BlackBerry bushes and now I’m babysitting this robin cuz the cat keeps coming back. It’s one of 3 that were in a nest on the light of the pole barn. Not sure where the other two are.
In exchange for Baby Kenny teaching him good habits, Babybird is teaching Baby Kenny a few of his own…and one of them includes climbing into Andy’s laundry hamper through the handle hole. The pet store we got Kenny from had clipped his wings super short so he is still unable to fly Babybird is either hormonal lately or just feels like being a butthole. He keeps flying off to places and Kenny leaps off to join him, lands on the floor (hence one and a half tail feathers left) and can’t get back up for food and water. The bird cam comes in handy…especially when we catch Babybird in the middle of teaching Baby Kenny to sing
Since welcoming Baby Kenny, there’s been some interesting and positive changes in Babybird. I’ve had Babybird for almost 12 years…raised him from a baby just like Dodo. He was ALWAYS skittish and never wanted scritches—or hands near him at all. He always wanted to eat greens and veggies but didn’t eat a lot of them because Dodo didn’t. Now he is seeing how much a cuddle bug Kenny is, and how Kenny also eats anything you put in front of him. After a few months, Babybird is begging for scritches (still a little skittish at times) and can’t get enough of good green food finally! Who is this bird and what has he done with Babybird?? Ahh, the power of flock mentality. My heart is exploding ❤️
Our first outing with the new bird-backpack…they both did great! Baby Kenny had a blast and trashed it like a hotel room…you can see how proud he is in the last pic
Our last photo together. Deep in my heart I knew any photo could be our last. Lots of snuggles and listening to her baby noises while getting all the scritches
Words can’t express how grateful I am for all the love and support I received for my Dodo…I’m so thankful and it truly helps reading every comment. Other than my own healing, my next concern was how Babybird would handle her being gone. He’s never really bonded to me even though I’ve had him since he was a baby for 11 years. He was bonded with Dodo, although she never fully bonded back…she always considered herself on of the humans. He loves Andy and is finding comfort with hanging with him. He seems to be doing well. He was with her when she passed, and we let him get a moment with her before taking her to my mom’s house to be buried. He looked at her and whistled a few times. Andy, Babybird, and I spent the rest of the day and night together in bed watching movies. Today he’s on the back porch chattering and singing away, entertaining himself, which is something he would do when Dodo was at the vet. We’ve been talking about getting another baby cockatiel, and may go look at some. Dodo’s cage is still as it was. I had just cleaned it, and I don’t have it in me to do anything with it for now. Baby bird has flown to it a few times, just looks around it. There’s a little bit of millet that Andy had given Dodo the other night. Babybird usually would have demolished it by now but hasn’t touched it. Andy has off the next few days so Babybird won’t be alone, but I worry about when we’re both at work and he’s by himself without her to keep him company.
Beau “Dodo” Ellis 8/1/1999-2/8/2022 ❤️ It’s always annoying talking about your bird to normal people. It’s not a kid, a dog, a cat…it’s “just a bird”. Dodo has been part of my life since I was 13. Through high school, my first break up, getting kicked out as an asshole teenager, my marriage, my divorce…I don’t know what my life is like without my tiny, feathered sidekick. I’ve cried into her belly feathers as a child and as an adult. She always knew when I was sick. She was the sweetest, most pure creature that loved everyone, and who everyone loved. Those who are close to me know. Hurricane parties, beach gatherings, get togethers…my old photo albums have almost everyone close to me in them with a photo of Dodo on their shoulder. Fly high, Beau, Dodo-bird, Dodie, Dodie-McDoderson, the Dodes, Fluff-chicken, Chick-chick face…We have always loved you and always will…there will never be another creature on earth like you ❤️