my latest beak trim

Yes, I visited Dr Peter again. This time a nurse held me down. Mum said she could hear me in the waiting room and my screeches showed sheer anger she said - not so much fear, no hurt, just rage! No matter how hard I struggle, they get the better of me and take that long bit of my beak off, top and bottom. I have to admit between us that life is easier when it is short - just don't tell them that!... Bibbie

Before...


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To be or not to be...

The question is, don’t you think I do a mean impression of Sir Laurence Olivier?

Dead Eye Dick!

I have found out if I hover just right, wiggle just so, I can manage to keep my newspaper carpet clean.  It takes real work to squeeze my guano through this little narrow gap where my door does not shut quite tight.  So it falls on the table where my food is stored or the floor – so who cares?  Not me!  My house stays nice and clean, so I don’t have to wait till Mum cleans it each morning.  Very pleasing!

Bibbie

Hello

Mum was working in the garden today.  I could see her through the kitchen window – it looked nice and sunny out and she had taken off her jumper. She was there for a long while, pulling strawberry plants apart and replanting them.  And weeding, and pulling out other things that had been big and bushy in summer.

When she was tidying up and getting ready to come in, I called out “Hello Cocky” to her and she answered!   It was a nice day. And with the fire going, warm inside as well as out.

 

Bibbie

PS Lady is still here - no Fluffy Bum yet.

Rats!

Well that is how I feel about it.

I was having a goodnight kiss and cuddle with Mum when I noticed that strange Lady creeping up on her. I had to warn Mum – she knew what I was saying – and she just said Lady would not hurt me if I stayed up where I was instead of thinking about nose dives to the floor (I was experimenting balancing on the threshold of my big cage). And then she pulled my covers right down, put wood in the fire stove, put out the lights – and said goodnight!

So here am I in exile once again whilst the three of them go curl up on Mum’s bed. IT’S NOT FAIR. I WANT A BED!!!!

Birds of the world, unite! We have rights too!

Bibbie.

Lady Boots

There is a new dog here. They call her Lady Boots. Or just Lady. She has a wavy tail with a white tip and is smaller than my own Dog Angela. Apparently she is a fox hound.

Well she is only staying a couple of days, but tomorrow we can apparently expect another one called Dakota or Fluffy Bum to arrive. She is fluffy and has a mask like a wolf – they say she is a malamute.

Too many dogs for my liking! My own Angela is nice, she sticks up for me but I am not sure about these new ones. Riff raff!

They are both in on Mum’s bed right now – Angela and Lady. Why can’t I sleep on the bed too, I want to know?

Well at least I can look down on them from my nice secure cage.

Goodnight

Bibbles.

Sexy legs!

Mum says I have the sexiest legs she has ever seen! So I thought I would share them albeit the photo is a bit blurry..

things I say and do

Well, not so much say.. Mum was programming the bread baker two days ago and I joined in. That made her work out the beeps I make are me being a bread baker.

Yesterday I decided to be a chain saw. Well, it makes a difference to being a dog!

Bye for a bit – I am going to get SOS to sort this lot of photos and postings out for me now, as she does it so much better than Mum. Makes my blog look really smart, she does!

Bibbie xxxxx

(Sorry, no ooo – I hate hugs and being cuddled – it is usually done in a towel at the vet man!)

My new photo

This new photo of me peeping out of my cosy red igloo, is one I like. There might be a few more coming!

Back again!

Hello Friends

I have not been able to post for a bit – problems with incoming emails meant the internet connection here went slow till the first of the month. So, I have been unable to communicate with you all for a bit. Now it is the first of July, the first day of the new financial year here where I live in Australia, and HERE I AM!

Have you noticed I am talking as if I am a bit more educated than earlier postings? I have been watching TV and some programs on the ABC have been very uplifting. That’s the Australian Broadcasting commission, not the BBC or the American BC (the one 'sos' says is called PBS). I have enjoyed learning things. Mind you, the parliament is on occasionally, question time they call it – and if I acted like that I think Mum would spank my bottom!

Bye for the moment
Bibby