January 13, 2008
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Life with Gay Birds
Here's what I've been talking about. I caught them kissing and grooming in front of the mirror.
I've been reading up on how to coax them not to be so afraid of me. The trick, as always, is to lure them into my hand using food and be patient. Food, I can do. It's the patience I'm not so good at.
I've downloaded two mp3s from online that I can play while I'm out of the room that trains them to say "Hello, Baby" and "Wanna eat?" I've also ordered a CD of similar phrases that I can play for them. Maybe they'll learn to say something someday and I can show you some video of them talking.
In other news... wait, there isn't really any other news. I eat, I lift weights, I eat, I feed dogs and birds, I write and take pictures, I sleep. Pretty dull, actually. Good thing I like it that way.
Comments (2)
Maybe they just like each other...
Some people just don't get it that some of us can be perfectly content, watching paint dry. But it's OUR lives, not theirs...
Awwww... they're sweet. So what if they're both boys, the two tomcats from our Alice's first and only (so far) litter, Emmett and Val, are more interested in each other than in anybody else. I can't get too upset about it, because it keeps them from getting involved in fights over territory, mates, dominance, etc.
If you can manage the patience, I think you'll find it worth the effort. The budgies we used to have would perch on shoulders, frames of glasses, etc. They were very affectionate after they got used to us. There's magic in having something so tiny and alien attached to one.
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