sandeyeA bird in the bed
February 15th 2008 17:36
I was only going to go into my room for a moment, so left the door open whilst sitting on the bed and checking something in a book. Too late, in walked the tribe!
Smokey came in first, limping on his cotton-wound foot, greedily trying to devour my immense incense tray in his too-tiny beak, pecking at the carpet, then departing to sit on top the dirty towels in the laundry tub and zzz contentedly for a while.
Bawwab and Bebe2 had by then entered the room. Bawwab stared up at my Bryan B. photograph. What is it about that dude? Female birds as well as female humans going ga-ga over him? Is it possible to find another female dwelling on this entire planet wanting to talk about his lyrics - (as well as exchanging drooling notes!) Bebe2 just pecked the carpet then walked out of the room.
Ah! That is more like it, Bawwab's attention drifts to a match, which she picks out of my incense tray and drops onto the carpet for me, before looking at me with an indescribable look. Maybe that is her way of telling me she WOULD like to discuss Madelia lyrics after all - they have a song called 'The Last Match'…
An hour later, detained in my room by pigeon presence, Bawwab exits after jumping into one of my shoes and staring about her for a moment, just as Smokey reenters. By now, I had grabbed up my camera ready to take some amusing shots of my pigeon pals indoor antics.
I am seriously considering printing out a band photo of Madelia and pinning it up some place for these birds! Smokey's first deed was to fly up onto the table and stare into the hi-fi!
He then progressed into peering down from a perch on the speakers to drool over Bryan… I thought I was overly enthusiastic about the Madelia band, but maybe it is a planet-wide all-species disease! Perhaps it is only Bryan B. I thought… at this point.
Smokey then flew back to the floor, eyed my Buddhism class notes and then proceeded to try to eat them! He grabbed a beakful and tugged - the result being my notes got messed up on the floor.
My feathered friend next walked along a bit and started drooling over yet another Madelia member, Boone this time! This is ridiculous. I do not know where these birds could possibly pick up this sort of behavior from, you know - snicker, snicker.
Smokey then behaved himself towards my fav band, but misbehaved himself on my bed. He flew up as Bawwab reentered the room. I can only boost Bryan's fanship levels by saying that she took yet another (long) look at him before proceeding to also attempt to tuck into my Buddhism notes, poop on the carpet, and depart from my room. Meanwhile, as Bawwab astounded me with her Bryan obsession, Smokey was sitting peacefully on my bed corner, near my feet.
After Bawwab's leaving, Smokey stared at me seriously, hopped onto my foot and began to peck at my heel. I was wondering if he was picking up signals of my distress over his cotton-wound foot - maybe he sensed that I really would feel better if I could chop that damn cotton off his toes for him, and mistook it for my own need?
Smokey eventually hopped down from my leg, after staring deeply into my eyes, mystified - into my bed! I have heard of cats and dogs enjoying human beds, but - birds?
I am now quite relieved that I did not name these pigeons after the members of the band… The real band members might get quite offended if I regularly went about talking about such as Ben peeping in through my bedroom curtains, Andrew and Rachel pooping on my bedroom carpet, or Bryan and Boone having a fight on my windowsill - even if such might amuse the likes of me!!
Smokey came in first, limping on his cotton-wound foot, greedily trying to devour my immense incense tray in his too-tiny beak, pecking at the carpet, then departing to sit on top the dirty towels in the laundry tub and zzz contentedly for a while.
Bawwab and Bebe2 had by then entered the room. Bawwab stared up at my Bryan B. photograph. What is it about that dude? Female birds as well as female humans going ga-ga over him? Is it possible to find another female dwelling on this entire planet wanting to talk about his lyrics - (as well as exchanging drooling notes!) Bebe2 just pecked the carpet then walked out of the room.
Ah! That is more like it, Bawwab's attention drifts to a match, which she picks out of my incense tray and drops onto the carpet for me, before looking at me with an indescribable look. Maybe that is her way of telling me she WOULD like to discuss Madelia lyrics after all - they have a song called 'The Last Match'…
An hour later, detained in my room by pigeon presence, Bawwab exits after jumping into one of my shoes and staring about her for a moment, just as Smokey reenters. By now, I had grabbed up my camera ready to take some amusing shots of my pigeon pals indoor antics.
I am seriously considering printing out a band photo of Madelia and pinning it up some place for these birds! Smokey's first deed was to fly up onto the table and stare into the hi-fi!
He then progressed into peering down from a perch on the speakers to drool over Bryan… I thought I was overly enthusiastic about the Madelia band, but maybe it is a planet-wide all-species disease! Perhaps it is only Bryan B. I thought… at this point.
Smokey then flew back to the floor, eyed my Buddhism class notes and then proceeded to try to eat them! He grabbed a beakful and tugged - the result being my notes got messed up on the floor.
My feathered friend next walked along a bit and started drooling over yet another Madelia member, Boone this time! This is ridiculous. I do not know where these birds could possibly pick up this sort of behavior from, you know - snicker, snicker.
Smokey then behaved himself towards my fav band, but misbehaved himself on my bed. He flew up as Bawwab reentered the room. I can only boost Bryan's fanship levels by saying that she took yet another (long) look at him before proceeding to also attempt to tuck into my Buddhism notes, poop on the carpet, and depart from my room. Meanwhile, as Bawwab astounded me with her Bryan obsession, Smokey was sitting peacefully on my bed corner, near my feet.
After Bawwab's leaving, Smokey stared at me seriously, hopped onto my foot and began to peck at my heel. I was wondering if he was picking up signals of my distress over his cotton-wound foot - maybe he sensed that I really would feel better if I could chop that damn cotton off his toes for him, and mistook it for my own need?
Smokey eventually hopped down from my leg, after staring deeply into my eyes, mystified - into my bed! I have heard of cats and dogs enjoying human beds, but - birds?
I am now quite relieved that I did not name these pigeons after the members of the band… The real band members might get quite offended if I regularly went about talking about such as Ben peeping in through my bedroom curtains, Andrew and Rachel pooping on my bedroom carpet, or Bryan and Boone having a fight on my windowsill - even if such might amuse the likes of me!!
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