Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Polly (or Paul) want a cracker?

I'm a dog person. I've had them all my life. Not to say that I don't like others, but I just always seem to have a dog. Right now I am owned by an 8 year old mini-dachsund. At various times in the past I have also had everything from cats, mice, hamsters,parakeets and fish. Now I have become mother to a parrot. My husband caught this bird at a job site. It was flying around loose. Don't know anything about it. Apparently there were at least 2 or 3 flying around. So naturallly he came home with a cage and the bird. I have no clue what to do with him (or her). Since the parrot had been loose for a while its obviously is not tame. The guys on the job had a wild time catching it. It bit through a welder's glove, and that is pretty thick. I'm thinking of trying to find a falconers glove. The parrot is begining to settle down in the cage. I understand parrots are affectionate and easy to train. I've heard they can be taught to speak. So I guess my new job is parrot trainer. I have no idea what the sex of this bird is or how old it is. All I know is that it is green with a yellow head and a tiny bit of red near the wings. This is gonna be a trip!