Not Holding My (Cockatiel) Breath To Catch Some ZZZZZZZ’s

“Isn’t it a wonderful afternoon, Squeaky Pie?” Momanita, my hootman, said in an annoyingly cheerful voice. “No, it’s NOT a wonderful afternoon! It’s rainy and gray and I don’t see any millet in my food cup!”  I chirped and checked my food cup again. Sometimes millet appeared when I napped. I loved waking up toContinue reading “Not Holding My (Cockatiel) Breath To Catch Some ZZZZZZZ’s”