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Isabella Gets a Parcel and Discusses What Makes a Good Toy

February 27th, 2011


The postman arrived this week with a box, that always means something exciting for me, at last my pleas have been listened to. I have been making it known for quite a while that I am bored with the current selection in my palace. I get very annoyed if I don’t at least get to look through the catalogue and pick what I want, window shopping is half the fun and they are for me after all, but my owner is convinced she knows what’s best.

She seems to think toys that last are good, what’s the fun of that? If they last for ages then I don’t get new ones as often, and besides the ones that last for ages are the ones that I don’t like as much. You can guarantee that a favoured toy in my palace will last half a day, tops. If its still there, and unmarked, by the end of the week then its best to try something different next time. Some of the things that arrive are just plain weird though, they have faces on them or are in the shape of other animals. I’m very wary of those, well would you want to share your home with a massive animal face? That’s why I’m so fussy about what I will allow and what I won’t.

I like things that can be shredded and destroyed, even better are things that can have treats hidden inside, the more walnuts the better. There is a direct relationship between the number of walnuts in my cage and the amount of noise I’m making. Too few walnuts and you’d better make plans to go out, preferably to the shops for more walnuts. Toys that I can bash off the sides of my palace are good too, it all adds to my vocabulary of dissatisfaction about the lack of walnuts.

When the box arrives it’s my right to be the first to go through it and size up all the new goodies. There are even sometimes some interesting treats in there but usually the only food that gets delivered are those pellets. I know I have to eat them because they’re good for me but they aren’t very interesting. If it was me I’d ditch the pellets and spend more on toys with hidden treats inside, ideally hidden walnuts.

My home is my palace and I don’t like things to be put straight in there before I’ve had a chance to suss them out. Sometimes things look fine at first but I discover it makes a strange and disturbing noise or it has a funny texture and once it’s in there I’m stuck with it. I don’t like it to be too crowded and I only like my favourite toys put in there with me. I really don’t ask for much, I don’t see the problem!.

It’s true to say that my old toys have become a little pecked and worn and it was time for a change so I did my best to keep an open mind as we went through the box. I love helping to open it when it arrives. There was the bag of boring pellets and a bag of colourful pellets, not seen those before and not sure about them but I did promise to keep an open mind. They were put away for later. There were a couple of things in the box that caught my eye and I thought they might be quite fun. They seemed quite shreddable, they were really colourful and not in any weird animal shapes, one even looked like it had space for treats inside. I made it clear that I was interested in those, but when I got my beak to them they were taken away. However there was one that I found deeply disturbing, it had eyes and legs. Don’t know what it was supposed to be but there was no way that was coming into the palace.

Eventually we reached a compromise, I think it was very generous of me seeing as I didn’t get any say in what was ordered. The offensive toy was put on the play stand where I shall ignore it until it’s replaced with something else. The rest of the selection was spread out on the table for me to look at over the next few days. I won’t be rushed on this or I could end up sharing the palace with something unsuitable. I will give it some careful thought and then let her know what I want.

Hang on a minute, I see one being filled with treats. Better go and investigate, I’m sure she won’t get the wrong idea if I ask for that one to be put straight in……

Isabella Gives her Opinion on her Latest Bird Muffins

February 20th, 2011

One of my favourite parts of the day is sorting through my breakfast bowl. I usually find a treat at the bottom and those brussel sprout pieces make great missiles to hurl at the dogs. Incidentally, my aim is getting much better. But I have noticed a definite downturn in the quality of the muffins recently, I’m very particular about what goes in them. The bits I don’t like up on the floor of the cage, I don’t feel I need to say it clearer than that.

So when I saw the pellets soaking and the ingredients coming out the cupboard I thought I better get out there and offer some advice. I did make it clear that it was advice only, I obviously wasn’t going to get involved in the business of mixing. I have an owner for that, but I need to let her know how much of everything to add then I will get exactly what I want.

There is definitely a place for vegetables, but I’m not sure that ‘in my muffins’ is that place. If my owner wants to put the colourful filler in then she should put them in, in large chunks so that they can be easily picked out. She has tried to be sneaky in the past and used a grater or masher for the vegetables but I am wise to that trick. While her back was turned I slipped the grater under the newspaper. Fooled her. It was hard not to laugh but I have perfected my innocent face and just carried on preening while she looked for it. If I repeated some of the words she said then I’d be banned from walnuts for the rest of the day. The nut issue is key too. It started so promisingly but a recent downturn has been noted, there’s never enough of them in there. Not a problem for someone as clever as me, I dropped the recipe card on the floor and while her back was turned knocked in a few extra nuts. Brilliant, I even managed to grab one for myself as well. I did it three times before I was put on the stand and I was even given another walnut piece to nibble on for coming up with such an ingenious plan.

I must say I was feeling really pleased with myself until I saw the carrots come out. I feel that I’m in danger of labouring my point when I say that I’m appalled and disgusted that anyone given the honour of waiting on me would even consider carrots in my muffins. A few ear nibbles and fly-bys later and she got the message. I distracted her enough so barely half a carrot made it in and all in nice big chunks so I can remove them later. I think I deserve freshly baked muffins every day, if she’s got time to make fresh bread every day then she’s got time to make me fresh muffins. They smell so good when they’ve just come out the oven. Maybe she could make her bread in big batches and freeze it to give her more time to make mine fresh? Just a thought.

OOH! I just heard the oven peeping. That means my muffins are ready. I’m off to see if I can grab a fresh one, like butter wouldn’t melt in my beak hehehe!

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