I moved Bob and Robert out of my bedroom into the living room - in front of the sliding glass door. When I am home and weather permitting - I move them outside between the palm fronds in my overgrown garden - where they communicate directly with their free brethren - flying in for the wild bird seed.
B&R appear to really like being outside- except for a few days ago - when it was blistering hot out- they were on the bottom of the cage- wings spread and panting within 20 minutes. Oops.
But, most of the time they yell at the other birds who gather around their cage - and continue the yelling and screeching and tweeting and twerping and cooing and SCREAMING even inside.
As in, I can't hear the T.V. and Toby goes over and stares at the cage wondering 'WTH' - or whatever dogs wonder when their ear drums are being played like a crazed Tommy Lee on - well, whatever makes Tommy Lee crazy.
But, I wanted this didn't I? Yes, I did. And it's really kinda cool. Wonder what the neighbors think.
1 comment:
This is hilarious. Those birds crack me up.
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