Weird Day

I had a good day. mum had a big day out. we talked and she let in the sun. i'm in my winter possie because the nights are getting cold now.

but this afternoon, i was sitting on my swing when the perch on the swing moved and i overbalanced backwards and fell. i tried really hard to stay on it but it just kept on turning. i flapped my wings hard and called out but all mum could do was laugh at me... she thawt i was funny. then she told a friend she was on the fone with. that wasnt funny that was embarassing.

I'm Six!

Wow! Mum came down from up the stairs today and uncovered me and gave me a big cuddle saying we have been together for six years! Even in birdie years that is a long time. I was allowed to fly around the lounge room and she changed the newspaper in my cage and she gave me new food too.  And then..! Mum Gave me millet strayght after breakfest!

Yummo! I love millet! I love millet as much as I love cuddles!

It rained today while the sun was out and Mum called it a sun showa. how cool is that? I got a cuddle when it happened and she went back upstairs. I am listening to the radio and the sun is still wrming my feathers. This is a good day.

All On My Own

I've had a lot of time on my own this week. On Wednesday

Mum went to the shop and came home in an orange car where the driver helped her with all her bags and she paid him.  While she was away, the radio was off but the birds outside sang.  Mum had left the window open because the day was hot and there was a nice wind.

She wasn't home for long. Mum went out early with her Mum until late.  The sun had gone down and she we to see a movie for free in the city called 'Solt'.

This morning, she took a long time to check the mail.  Came home to say it was wet and cold outside and she had visited some friends where they chatted.  I didn't mind. I was all snuggled on my swing because Mum had left the curtin pulled.

Now, Mum is on the computer hanging out there for the day. Tomorrow night we both going out for an overnight stay!  How exciting!

Another Day More Birdseed

Being a budgie is okay I guess; I can't compare it to anything

else because I haven't been anywhere besides here.  Every afternoon, when the sun goes away from my front window, Mum pulls the curtain and I jump on my swing.  Then, she closes up the whole house.  Usually, the radios been on all day and she turns that off and puts on the news; and then MASH comes on.

My days are of me talking to the birdie in the mirror, ringing the bells in my cage, eating seed and millet and chewing up newspaper.  Otherwise, Mum gives me lots of tickles under my left wing and lets me fly around. 

Yep, another day, two more scoops of birdseed.