Kismet

Happy Birthday to me!

It was 10 years ago today that I broke out of my shell. There are rumors about berries for dinner. I never get a cake. SQUAAAAAAWK? I’m not as old as it sounds. There are no gray feathers (yet). In peep years, I”m only seven.

Merry Chirstmas

A very merry Christmas to all my blogging friends April FOOL  

Only you can promote forest fires!

Smokey Bear is deaded.

Wise up, peeps

We birds get blamed for a lot. Here’s a local example. We have a lot of oranges on our bush. They’ve been orange for a month.  We’re talking about a couple of hundred of them. The peeps went out to pick some for themselves. We birds got there first. The peeps blame woodpeckers who are […]

It’s a happy Valentine’s Day!

You know how I’ve been starved for affection and lay unfertilized eggs. My hunt for a mate is over-he got down on his knees and begged me to be his valentine!

How much are those doggies in the window?

My peeps can’t speak English

I know I’m a parrot and supposed to repeat things but I have my intelligence and I won’t repeat stupidity. The peeps were talking about a “Super Moon” and I assumed that they were talking about my tail or Kali’s butt. Nope, they were talking about something no-so-cute