“Good morning, Squeakers!” said Momanita. “I hope your winter cover kept you cozy.” Last night Momanita tucked a heavy blue blanket around my rolly cage and wheeled me near the radiator. I fluffed my feathers to capture air. My body heated it and warmed me. The fluffy blanket blocked drafts. It also blocked the sunlight.Continue reading “Water, Water Everywhere”
Tag Archives: Cockatiel
Straight From The Woodpecker’s Mouth
“Good morning, Squeakers,” said Momanita. “Do you hear that?” “I’m a cockatiel, not a rooster! Let me wake up. Or even better, let me go back to sleep.” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita. She MOSTLY understood cockatiel speak. I MOSTLY understood hootman talk. “Who do you thinkContinue reading “Straight From The Woodpecker’s Mouth”
Turning Turtle
“Good morning, Squeaks,” said Momanita as she tugged the blue cover off my rolly cage. “It’s a late start today because of an early errand.” “Late starts are my favorite starts.” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita. She MOSTLY understood cockatiel speak. I MOSTLY understood hootman talk. “Early morningContinue reading “Turning Turtle”
Time For A Change
“Good morning, Squeaks!” said Momanita. “Should we have Cheerios to start our day?” Momanita shook the cereal box. The oat circles rattled me awake. “Cheerios, right after a belly rub. I itch.” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita. She MOSTLY understood cockatiel speak. I MOSTLY understood hootman talk.Continue reading “Time For A Change”
Feast Your Eyes On These Eyes
“Good morning, Squeaks,” said Momanita as she plucked off the cover of my rolly cage. “It’s a misty morning that’s freshening the air and plumping the buds. Isn’t it a wonderful spring day!” “It’s also cloudy and gray and a sleepy morning.” Momanita thought every morning was wonderful. To other hootmans this sounded like squealsContinue reading “Feast Your Eyes On These Eyes”
One Step At A Time
“Good morning, Squeaks,” said Momanita as she tugged the blue cover from my rolly cage. “It’s a beautiful day outside. Later today I’ll go for a long walk.” “Maybe you could have walked BEFORE you woke me.” Actually, Cardinal’s birdsong woke me. We birds were noisy in the spring. I wanted to be outside, too,Continue reading “One Step At A Time”
Animal Decorators: The Outfitted Octopus, Builder Black Kite, And Sneaky Spider
“Good morning, Squeaks,” said Momanita. “How are you this morning?” Momanita tugged the blue cover off my rolly cage, but instead of tucking the folded cloth in the drawer she bundled it under her arm. “Time to wash this. It’s a bit dusty.” “Nothing wrong with dusty. Put it in the drawer, please.” To otherContinue reading “Animal Decorators: The Outfitted Octopus, Builder Black Kite, And Sneaky Spider”
What A Team!
“Good morning, Squeaks,” said Momanita. “Last night I sorted through my African safari photos from a few years ago, and guess what?” “I’m guessing that it’s WAY too early to guess about anything.” To other hootmans this sounded like squeals and whistles, but not to Momanita. She MOSTLY understood cockatiel speak. I MOSTLY understood hootmanContinue reading “What A Team!”
Nature Hits The Road
“You’re an early riser today,” Momanita said. She tugged the cover off my rolly cage. I had whistled her over to take it off and maybe fill my food cup with oats. (I liked oats almost as much as millet.) She helped me that way. “Someone didn’t turn the lamp off last night or turnedContinue reading “Nature Hits The Road”
Hear! Hear!
“Good morning, Squeaks!” said Momanita, “It’s time to greet the day.” “It sounds like the day is already being greeted by Robin and Cardinal. Is that Wren I hear?” It couldn’t be Wren. Wren arrived in spring. When Momanita covered my rolly nest last night it was winter. Even I couldn’t sleep till spring. AlthoughContinue reading “Hear! Hear!”
Anita Borgo 