Birdie news flash: I gave birth to 2 eggs and Itchy or Scratchy gave birth to 3 eggs and none of them hatched...well..I guess that's not news....ok, real news flash...Itchy & Scratchy are not buddy buddy anymore. Scratchy screwed up Itchy's tail and in return Itchy gave Scratchy a black eye. Poor Scratchy, I hope she feels better. Chaos!

This thanksgiving (like the year before that and the year before that and the year before that)...I'm thankful that I'm not a turkey!!!! Happy thanksgiving everyone!

Happy Halloween everybirdy! OK, a little late..not exactly October anymore..ok ok Happy November!


Um...looky here, it's me with tiny Mr. L and silly Mrs. P. and no, that's not Mrs. P's kid..she doesn't need one cuz she's got me! Oh and no, I don't have a costume on. I look like this normally, green and feathery, pretty cute wouldn't ya say?

Happy Bird day Mrs. P & Mrs. G!!!!

OK, today's question is, are you flexible? Looky here...I'm doing a birdy split.

This is what you call birdy flexible!

Oh Oh, here I go again!


Being flexible is important...don't ask me why, I don't know...I just know that it is...go ask Mrs. P why...

Start stretching..and soon, you can be just as flexible as me! OK, ...gotta go brush my beak and go to bed. Good nighty!

Looky here..Mr. P & I...we are best friends! Mr. P let me stay in his shirt while he did the dishes....umm..more like while he was loading the dish washer...



It's so comfortable, I can almost sleep in here..but...oh..can someone tell Mr. P to put on some deoderant? It'll make the experience more pleasant!

Mr. P is always telling Mrs. P that she's got black thumbs. Everytime Mrs. P wanted to buy a plant, Mr. P would say, "poor plant, it's gonna DIE !" And well, you know, always birdy discouraged her from buying any plants. Well, you know what? Bawg bawg bawg, it's an evil scheme! Mr. P killed one of Mrs. P's plant recently. Yup, I saw it. I witnessed it. Mr. P's a plant killer. He broke the branch in half and left it to die! Mrs. P's thumbs are not black, Mr's P's thumbs are! I'm gonna bite it next time it's close to me. Poor Juls, I hope you grow a new branch. Maybe that's why, alex the plant died. Alrighty, time for a birdy bath. Ciao!

What is Mrs. P up to? She is walking around the house with this book about birds of Amercia? What, are we birdies not cute enough for her that she has to go on birding trips? Not only that, this book got nothing on lovebirds. Yup, that is nope, zip, nada, and may-yuo - that's mandarin for nothing folks! One time Mrs. P let me out and I sat on her shoulder while she flipped through that book. There was nothing on it about me! I'm an american am I not? I was born in El Monte. Yup, last time i checked, El Monte is in California and California is in the United States and the United States is part of North America. My type deserved to be birdy mentioned in that book! I gotta call up the National Geographic!

Looks like Mr. P is making dinner tonight. Yup, you know what that means. If you know Mr. P like we birdies do, you know what they're having for dinner. It is either Green Bean Casserole, instant noodle, dumpling (the frozen type from the store or ready made type by granny Mrs. P), or pasta. Mr. P, learn to cook some new stuff man! How about something like Kung Pao Sunflower Seeds or Sweet & Sour Watermelon Seed eh? That would be birdy yummy!

Oh boy oh boy, Mrs. P calls a ladybug a bug! Can someone please tell Mrs. P that a ladybug is not a bug? Bugs are member of the insect order Hempiter, which is characterized by piercing-sucking mouthparts, having some sort of feathery and membranous forewings, and having to go through a gradual metamorphsis. Now ladybugs don't have any of the above characteristics or go through a change do they? So it is not a true bug! OK, let me share some interesting facts that all birdies like me know before I sign off blogger and jump into a bird bath. All bugs are insects but not all insects are bugs! Also, waterbugs, lightningbugs, and billbugs are not bugs either. A waterbug is actually a cockroach. Lightningbugs and billgubs are really beetles. Didn't know that did you? I'm such a wise little birdy aren't I? Until next time, Ciao!

Well hello Pon! Hey looky here everyone, Mr. P got Mrs. P a Pon for their 3 month aniversary!

But what is it anyways? Is a dog? Is a cat? Oh hey, I think it looks like me, see?
I think it's a birdy! Oh hey Pon, look at me run!

Hmm...it's not alive..it didn't chase after me! :( Thought I got a new friend!

You know, one of the very first advice given to a new lovebird owner is to not feed your lovebird avocado and chocolate because a taste of either one will send the birdie to the other side of the rainbow. I have to say this list is not complete unless okra is added to it. OK OK, okra will not kill me like avocado and chocolate will, but it tastes so bad, it might as well be just as bad. No matter how nutitious Mr. P & Mrs. P say okra is (got lots of fiber, vitamin B6, and folic acid yada yada), I don't care and I don't want it. Like I care for folic acid, it's not like I'm gonna reproduce anytime soon with Mr. P's method of birdy birth control. Will someone tell Mr. P that dawg says no to okra and yes to broccoli (all types of broccoli - chinese broccoli, what have you) and yes to spinach. SLIMEY OKRA YUCK YUCK YUCK, alritey, gotta go and drink some birdie water to get rid of the okra after taste. Ciao!

Who do I love more? Mr. P or Mrs P? As an impartial birdie, I love Mrs. P more..hahahahaha..yes yes, I know what impartial means. OK fine, I'm a partial bird. I'm a smart bird after all. It's just that impartial sounds better. Anyhow, I love Mrs. P more because she really loves me, uh, I mean us birdies. She gives us filtered water and cuts us vegetables. Mr. P? He doesn't even cut fruit for himself. He just looks at it ..the other birdies think that Mr. P doesn' t know how to use a knife. Well, actually, Itchy's exact words were, "I think that Mr. P's afraid of the knife. Afraid he's gonna lose a finger or something." And then Scratchy and Diddy couldn't agree more. Well, we all know why Itchy came up w/ that theory. Oh for all of those who are concerned, Itchy's toes are doing fine now and even though Itchy only has 7 of them instead of 8, Itchy is just as fast as us. OK, back to Mr. P, I think he's just lazy, he just wants Mrs. P to cut fruit and stuff for him. So, ya, that's why if you ask me, umm, I mean us, we love Mrs. P more. Mr. P's nice and all and he vacuums our feathers everyday, we like him too, just not as much as Mrs. P. Oh, and sometimes we think that he's mad...he vacuums 9 to 10 times a day! Even when he's leaving the place, he's got to vacuum around our cages before he leaves. Our feathers don't attract ants you know. And I'm sure Mr. P knows that but why does he vacuum on his way out, and for whom? For us birdies? Mr. P is quite strange. Alrightly, it's way pass my birdy bedtime! OK, gotta go brush my beak and go to sleep. Good night!

Mr. P came up to us today and said to us, "all that birdy bath you gave yourself, it's not sufficient, I can smell you birds all the way from the front door, Imma make you all take birdy showers!" And lo and behold that's what he did! Well, if Mr. P gave us a better bird bath to bathe in, then he wouldn't have to do that. It was birdy scary! Can someone tell Mr. P how sorry I am that I bit him, cuz you know...I thought I was drowning under the faucet, I was just trying to hang on to my dear life w/ my beak! Thanks!

Birdy-Soccer! Birdy time is best spent playing Birdy-Soccer, umm.. according to my roommate, Diddy that is. If you ask me, I think it's rather silly, I rather just play bite Mr. & Mrs. P's fingers (gently of course). Anyhow, the rules are simple, catch the ball that Mrs. P throws to you without using your hands or wings, pass the ball to your teammate, your teammate brings it back to Mrs. P and you get a birdy treat! I guess the treats make it better. Here's some pics. OK, time to take a birdy bath...ciao.

Boy, it is roasting hot! I think that if Mr. P doesn't take our eggs away, it would hatch even w/o us sitting on it. That's how hot it is. How do I feel in this very hot weather? Well, try wearing a jacket with down feathers or wrapping yourself in a down comforter when the temperature is 100+ . Try that and you'll know how I feel. At least the birds outside get to stay in trees and get a breeze here and there. Us pet birdies, tough luck, hardly any breeze. Will someone tell Mr. P, who loves us birdies so much, to leave the AC on in the daytime for us? Thanks! Ok, time for a birdy bath to cool down. Bye for now!

Update on eggs. Hmm...I gotta say, when it's not your egg, the need for birdy birth control method seems very logical. I sat there coolly as Mr. P took Itchy and Scratchy's egg to the kitchen and you know...did the thing. Then when it was my eggs that Mr. P was taking care of, it felt so different. I know I know...when the egg is only 1 day old, it is neither alive nor is it considered a birdy fetus yet so, it's not inhumane and yes, I know I know, the egg has no feeling. Blah blah blah. But still, it was still my egg!!!!...so when Mr. P stuck his hand in my side of the cage for my egg, my cranky self couldn't help it and bit him, bit him really really hard. It's..um..you know birdy nature. Will someone please tell Mr. P how very sorry I am that I bit him. (You know what they say, never bite the hand that feeds you!)

Looks like Mr. P's gonna have a hard time getting to Itchy & Scratchy's new egg! hehe... Ok, I'm going back to sleep. I love my new bedroom! Sorry Diddy, there's only enough room for one bird. Good nite.

Ants ants ants. Many many unwanted guests visited Mr. & Mrs. P's kitchen yesterday. Mr. P was jumping and constantly screaming, "I hate ants! I hate ants"..at 1 AM. What a bother, I was in a middle of a good dream. Mr. P gets real antsy whenever we get unwanted guests. Will someone tell Mr. P that if he leaves opened soda cans on the kitchen counter, ants are gonna visit. Duh!

Oh my birdy goodness! I need to tell the health conscious Mrs. P to not go to Starbucks anymore! Did you know that a cup of frappucino has more calories than McD's Big mac? According to cnn.com, a 20-ounce Venti banana mocha frappucino with whip cream has 720 Calories and 11 grams of fat while a McD's big mac has 560 Calories and 11 grams of fat! I wonder how many calories a green tea latte (Mrs. P's favorite drink) has! Thank birdy goodness my favorite drink is clean water and my favorite snack is sunflower seeds. Oh, I miss them yummy sunflower seeds. Some please tell Mr. P to give us some sunflower seeds. He cut that off our diet cuz it's supposedly too fatty to give us lovebirds.

Mr. P made my neighbor's egg go boom! This morning when Mr. P came downstairs, he found a new egg on Itchy and Scratchy's side of the cage. And as usual, he tricked them and got them away from their egg and took it to the kitchen and...well cooked it, or at least the intention was to cook it....Mr. P calls this process birdy birth control, which makes sense cuz if every egg were allow to hatch since we started having eggs, which has been about a little over a year and half now, there would have been over 2 dozen birdies today. See, I understand cuz I'm a wise bird... but my neighbors they didn't and they were quite upset about what happened. But heh, they are forgetful, they'll probably forget by ...let see tomorrow. Anyhow, back to cooking the egg, Mr. P forgot about it while it was sitting on the stove, the water in the pot dried up and the egg went boom!!!! Good thing Mr. P caught it before everything goes boom! Mrs. P should really tell Mr. P that he's got a bad memory. It was birdy scary!

One of our favorite activities on a hot summer day like today is taking baths. It is very refreshing. The only bad thing is that, the water we use for drinking is also our bath water...so if we take a bath early in the day, like Sratchy did today, we'll have to drink the dirty water. That was why Scratchy was banging her head on that blue concrete thing ...regretting that she jumped in her drinking water at the spur of the moment and forgetting that she'll be drinking dirty water for the rest of the day. Poor itchy. Good thing Diddy and I have our own water.

Can someone please convince Mr. P to give us a dedicated bath tub for the summer? The only reason he took it away from us was because he didn't want us to splash everywhere making the areas around the cage dirty. But it's summer!!! A feathery pal like me needs to cool down.

Mrs. P was in a chirpy mood when she came home today. Mr. P must have done something really nice for Mrs. P because she let me out and played with me! She even let me stood on her shoulder while she made Mr. P's favorite low-sodium beef stew. I asked Mr. P about it. He told me that during lunch today, he drove to Queen's noodle house and bought wonton soup and brought it to her work place for her. Wow, what a way to make up for yesterday's blunder. That was very sweet. Every bird should learn from Mr. P in this aspect.

All about Me!

This post is all about me! First off, let me introduce myself. My name is Dawg and I'm a peach face lovebird. They (my human friends) call me Dawg-a-bawg. My bird friends (Itchy, Scratchy, and Diddy), they call me the wise one because well, I'm a very smart bird. In human years, I'm 3 years old. But, I'm going by bird years, so I'm 21, so this means, I can go hang out w/ my human friend's friends, who call themselves the drunkles.