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Wednesday morning, I was woken at about 5.30am by the Dawn Chorus. I heard the rainbows launch from their nightly roost and fly over our house in one giant, joyous flock. Then, just before they were out of earshot, the flock turned and swung back over the other side of our house. They do this morning and night, and it fills me with so much happy hearing and seeing this! I can't tell you how lucky I feel. :~)
( noisy rainbows vid + art! )
( noisy rainbows vid + art! )
Got some painting done today, which always happies me, but I was doubly exicted when the inspiriation for said painting came and sat outside the window!( artz in progress )
:~)
:~)
Had a rather luscious downpour this afternoon, which made Peepers and Zazu VERY happy. They kept running through the overflow from the gutter! Just like kids used to run through sprinklers in the 'old days' (before water restrictions made them a fond memory!)
...who was beautifully handreared before his new family bought him from the breeder (for a lot of money!) and they named him, Sam.
They must have liked him and wanted him, but not understood the ways of parrots. When he bit their child, they stopped getting him out of his cage. His screams of frustration and loneliness saw him renamed, SammyShithead, moved out of the family house and relegated to the garage, where he was given food (seed only) and/or water when somebody thought of it. A sad way to spend the first year of Life.
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angelicvampyre rescued him, there was no food or water in his cage, (which was no more than a cat/dog carry cage, No perches, no toys.) and the owners couldn't remember when he'd last been fed. Severely malnourished, the avian vet did not have high hopes for his survival, and one of the tests showed that the poor little parrot had Psittacosis.
( what happened next? )
They must have liked him and wanted him, but not understood the ways of parrots. When he bit their child, they stopped getting him out of his cage. His screams of frustration and loneliness saw him renamed, SammyShithead, moved out of the family house and relegated to the garage, where he was given food (seed only) and/or water when somebody thought of it. A sad way to spend the first year of Life.
When
angelicvampyre rescued him, there was no food or water in his cage, (which was no more than a cat/dog carry cage, No perches, no toys.) and the owners couldn't remember when he'd last been fed. Severely malnourished, the avian vet did not have high hopes for his survival, and one of the tests showed that the poor little parrot had Psittacosis.( what happened next? )
Whether you know it or not, you'll probably be eating soya today. It's in 60% of all processed food, from cheese to ice cream, baby formula to biscuits. But should it carry a health warning? Felicity Lawrence investigates For Dr Mike Fitzpatrick, the saga of soya began in Monty Python-style with a dead parrot. His investigations into the ubiquitous bean started in 1991 when Richard James, a multimillionaire American lawyer, turned up at the laboratory in New Zealand where Fitzpatrick was working as a consultant toxicologist. James was sure that soya beans were killing his rare birds.
"We thought he was mad, but he had a lot of money and wanted us to find out what was going on," Fitzpatrick recalls.
Should we worry about soya in our food?
Whether you know it or not, you'll probably be eating soya today. It's in 60% of all processed food, from cheese to ice cream, baby formula to biscuits. But should it carry a health warning? Felicity Lawrence investigates
( frightening but true? )
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angelicvampyre brought to me...
Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington!
(he's a very British budgie!) ;~D
He was this close to being called Charles Emerson Winchester, but fanboyhubby was not content cos Charles was Bostonian rather than British. So youngest son suggested Sir Nicholas, and Sir Nick he is! (hopefully he'll not end up Nearly Headless!)
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I decided to try and get some flying shots of my guys. Sadly my camera is made of fail; it doesn't actually take the photo when you press the button, but about 1.5secs after. So it was a case of take the photo and hope a bird flew past while the shutter was open! O.o
( pix under cutty cut cut... )
( pix under cutty cut cut... )
Sitting with my Buffy over breakfast this morning, and she realised she could see another bird (reflected in the plastic covering on my unopened canvas)! And not only that, a shadow of a bird! I thought it was too pretty to miss.
( click to see the pretty! )
( click to see the pretty! )
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