35 Comments

It happens every spring

SAM_2003 SAM_2004

Just to the left of the green ball. I’m very protective of it. I need a boyfriend.

About Kismet

I'm an 9 year old Indian Ringneck parrot curmudgeon in New River, Arizona in the wild west country. If you're a sunflower seed, you're dinner.

35 comments on “It happens every spring

  1. A precious egg! I know how protective you must be of it.

  2. Awww Kismet you do need a boyfriend,xx Speedy

  3. With a boyfriend you would have a lovely family unit.

  4. How do you feel about mouthy pugs?
    stella rose

  5. So are ya gonna scramble it or fry it??

  6. Awwww……it’s a nicely formed egg…….but are you SURE you want a boyfriend? They can be messy and bossy and – well, you know! How about a name for the egg?? Eggbert?

    Hugs, Sammy

  7. A new egg? Wonderful news, but trust me, you could probably do without the boyfriend in the equation. Just saying. 🙂

  8. Yes, you need a boyfriend.

    Have a fabulous day. ☺

  9. This is like a Mork of Mork and Mindy scene. Well I could be your boyfriend. I am a boy and I think we are friends.
    Well is this going to be a one deal this year?
    Sugar Billy

  10. Boyfriends aren’t all their cracked up to be, but you would keep one in line we think. Nice egg!

  11. Hey Kismet!
    Wow, it’s a lovely egg and I don’t blame you for protecting it! I can’t wait to hear what you are going to name it.
    Grr and Woof,
    Sarge, Police Commish

  12. Ooo, that looks like it hurt! Are you going through a mid-life crisis? Hey, maybe you could just get a gigolo to fertilize your eggs, and forget him the rest of the year!!

  13. egg-siding!!!! we have a boy in my back yard it’s a black bird my momma rescued out of my mouth once… but he looks used somehow :o)

  14. What’s the big deal. I drop a lot of cool stuff in the yard. Everyday. Sometimes I even eat it along with a rock or two.

  15. Kismet…. we agree you need a boyfriend…. That is a spectacular egg…. Congratulations to you.

  16. I hope your peeps gave you lots of extra attention and love and food through your travail.

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