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Isabella Tells Us All About The Great Outdoors

October 24th, 2011

Well what an exciting couple of weeks. My owner and I have reached a compromise, now usually I think a compromise is just a way of neither person getting what they want but on this occasion it has worked out not to badly for me. I really wanted to go outside, I have been making my feelings know on the subject for ages. My owner was being very stubborn and was refusing to let me out without the hideous pink monstrosity on. It clashes with my tail, there is no way that is coming anywhere near me. I really didn’t see the problem with just letting me out for a quick fly, I would come straight back. Anyway all that is behind us because I now have a lovely outside cage. I have been outside quite a few times and feeling the sun on my gorgeous feathers is fantastic. Like nothing I’ve ever experienced before but I have to say the outside world is very large. It’s obviously nice that more people can see me and offer praise and worship but my beautiful voice sounds very small outside. There are so many sights and sounds and I actually saw other birds. They looked so beautiful and confident and they weren’t confined in a cage like I was. I expected them to stop and meet with me but they just kept going. I don’t think that they realised I was there. I will have to get my owner to put out an announcement next time she plans to set up my outside cage so that all my birdy fans can come and visit with me. I think it’s only right and proper that my public are given the opportunity to see me in all my glory.

I just can’t put into words how exciting it was to be out in the fresh air. My owner stayed close to my cage while I was out so that she could check whether I needed anything. She brought me fresh grapes and a bottle to spray me with, she really had thought of everything, as is right and proper, I even got one of my favourite walnuts while sitting in a patch of sun. My only problem was the dogs, they seemed very confident and their barks sound so loud and imposing outside, they were showing off running about and barking at everything. People passing were obviously scared of them but when I went through my repertoire it just didn’t have the same effect, they called me cute and only backed off when the dogs started to bark. People should heed my wishes and I shouldn’t need dumb beasts get people to do my bidding. If it wasn’t for my owner there I would have been mobbed by well wishers, some people just have no respect. I object to being called “cute” when I am obviously trying to get people to keep a respectful distance.

I am working on getting my owner to let me out again tomorrow. She has a fondness for brazil nuts so I’m going to save a couple to offer her when she does something I like such as take me outside. I’ll have her trained in no time.

Isabella Tells Us About Her Trip To The Vets

July 15th, 2011

My female owner thought that it was about time that I went to see the vet this week. I’m always up for a trip out and about, more people get to appreciate my glorious feathers and voice. But the vet? Could we not go somewhere more exciting, it is a little undignified to be wrapped in a towel and passed round. Those veterinary students just don’t know how to treat me properly and I don’t know how they can appreciate my glorious feathers when I’m all wrapped up like a mummy! There is one feather that is particularly bothering me and I thought that he might be able to suggest something to improve it. It’s a shame to have my beautiful appearance spoiled by such as obvious flaw. However I really wasn’t impressed with him at all, in fact I would have given him a good nip to let him know if he’d put his hands close enough to me. He did seem very scared of me, justifiably so, I have given nips for less serious offences than wrapping me in a towel before now. I have noticed that when my owners want the dogs to stop jumping and leave them alone the say “get off” and I thought it might be an appropriate time to try it out. Worked a treat, I was hastily put away and taken back to the comfort of my palace. I must remember that one for the future.

I really wasn’t impressed with my female owners treatment of me. She should know by now that I deserve much better treatment than that. I have made my feelings know. She will no longer be enjoying my company over breakfast or when I am out of my palace until I think she has suffered enough. I will not be performing any of those little “tricks” she likes so much and I definitely won’t give her the honour of being allowed to scratch my head until she shows that she understands her treatment of me was wrong. I have to say that she wasn’t demonstrating any repentance this morning, she seemed quite happy to enjoy her breakfast alone. She is obviously just being brave and trying not to let me see how much I have hurt her but refusing to give her any attention.

She has promised to get my outside cage up and sorted. It has been sitting outside in pieces for days and it is sheer laziness on her part that means I can’t enjoy any of the beautiful sunshine. If she does that then that will go some of the way towards making up for my disgusting treatment. I can see her now, trying to enjoy a coffee. Usually I’d go over for a head scratch but I won’t this time. She is putting such a brave face on it and pretending not to care. It almost makes me feel guilty.

Ohhhh what’s this. Walnuts. Now you’re talking. A few of those and things might be alright between us again. I feel like such a tart when she opens the bag, but I can’t help myself, I’d do anything for their nutty goodness. Till the next time fellow tweeters!

Isabella Helps With Some Decorating

July 2nd, 2011

My owner has been doing some home improvements this week so there has been a lot of interesting things lying around for me to play with. I must say from a parrots point of view she didn’t make the best choice. There was some nice gauzy curtain material that would have been perfect for shredding but she chose the boring hard wearing brown. I haven’t been able to put so much as a dent in it, it’s beakproof…. so far. I enjoy a challenge mainly because I am rarely defeated. They are proving very fun to swing off, another game my owner loves to get involved with; she is always right there when she sees me on the curtains.

I have been watching the way she strips off the wall paper, it looks like just the sort of thing that I love to do. I get some lovely shredding toys in my cage and I think she has just been letting me practice so that I can help out with the stripping. There is a patch right next to my stand that I thought I would start with. Such fun. Unfortunately I don’t think I’m doing it right because my owner keeps getting in right state. She moves me away and tries to stick the bits back down. Crazy behaviour. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong; I watched her do the kitchen and I’m just doing exactly what she did. I can only assume that she has such fun doing it that she wants to save it all for herself. That’s just selfish in my opinion.

Now all you parroty peeps out there should be starting a campaign to persuade your owners to put in some of the new vertical blinds that my owner has just had fitted. They are fabulous. I can climb up them, slide down them, nibble the bottom and the sides. They are just the best. Every house should have them. I keep looking in the toy magazine so that I can point them out to my owner and persuade her to have them fitted to the other window in the front room as well but I can’t seem to find them. It makes me think that there is another toy magazine that she is keeping from me. Really very unfair of her.

The weather has been getting much better recently. The dogs are a little put out as well because their beds have all been changed and on the sunny days they have had their beds moved outside into the sunshine and they are such stupid animals that they lie in the sun for ages and overheat. Do they have no common sense? I have been sitting on my windowsill but have been getting sprayed nice and regularly and still have my bowl of water to bathe in. The battle of wills over the harness is still going on but I honestly don’t see why I should have to be leashed like a dog to go out and my owner doesn’t seem to be backing down.

Don’t tell her but I am seriously considering it, I would love to be able to go outside. Maybe I’ll let her have her way next week, or maybe not, we shall see if the treats are forthcoming.

Isabella Tells Us Why She Likes The Nice Weather

June 11th, 2011

Leather ChairThe weather has been gorgeous for the last few days; I have been enjoying sunning myself on the windowsill. I have been loving the fact that the kitchen windowsill gets really toasty. My owner saw me enjoying the sun and she noticed that I was getting a bit dehydrated and she very thoughtfully put a bowl of water next to me so that I could take a bath. She has also organised a basket of toys and a bowl of food for me so that I have everything I need. They are boring pellets and not tasty pomegranate and grapes but I suppose I can’t have everything can I?

There is nothing more fun than splashing around in my water; shaking myself in the sun; then dispatching all my toys to the floor for my owner to collect and put back in the basket. She loves that game, she is always right there and eager to play. The most fun is watching her dash across the kitchen when I drag my water bowl to the edge of the sill; I haven’t yet managed to tip it onto the floor, but one day.

The only downside of the sunny weather has been the number of visitors. It feels like every five minutes there is a ring at the doorbell and my sunbathing is disturbed by dog barking and I have to be put back in my palace so that my owner can answer the door. I really object to being manhandled just because she wants to see other people. I make my feelings known by being extra loud when they are there. They always ask if I can talk and stick their faces really close to my palace. Of course I can talk but I choose not to talk to them. They have no respect, why should I honour them by letting them hear my magnificent voice? The funniest is my male owner’s Mother who sticks her face in front of my palace and coos at me in some funny language, ‘Bonjour perroquet mignon’ she says, very strange; it’s French apparently. It always leaves me feeling a little insulted somehow. I’m trying to train the dogs to attack on command but they are resisting all my efforts, despite me screaming at them like a drill sergeant. They really are the most stupid creatures.

I have been getting more adventurous around the house and I know my owner is delighted at my new found bravery. There are a few shelves that I haven’t ventured onto before and they are proving really fun. My owner has thoughtfully put loads of things up there that are really fun to play with and toss to the floor. I have also discovered the cutlery rack. I never knew cutlery could be such fun, it makes a great noise when tossed to the floor and my owner seems to love this game as well. As for the leather chair……I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun. That nice soft tasty leather, the designer really should be given a parrot toy maker award. It is so perfect. Unfortunately my owner seems to think that I should spread the fun and won’t let me spend too long on my chair. She won’t listen to me and I’ve had to resort to a few nips to help get my point across.

Right, there was an interesting looking draw that I was keen to explore and I think she’s left it open. I’m off to have a good nosey, don’t think it can be any more fun than the chair but we’ll see.

Isabella Weighs Up The Pros And Cons Of A Companion

May 29th, 2011

There has been very worrying talk this week about a possible companion for me. Not a good turn of events. I rule the roost here and I don’t think that I want to share my position with anyone. If it was to happen there would have very strict criteria about who I was prepared to share my home with. I will not accept anyone who refuses to see me as the leader of the flock and doesn’t immediately subjugate, I don’t want anyone who will try and take over. I also don’t want anyone who is a more accomplished talker than me. I realise that I am still getting to grips with some of the words and phrases that I want to say and I don’t need anyone else pointing out my failings. I will be a very accomplished talker in time but everyone has to start somewhere.

And then there is appearance. As I have had the chance to tell you in the past I am very proud of my beautiful feathers. I spend a lot of time making sure that every one is in just the right position. My female owner was looking at some pictures of birds that had no feathers and their cages were very messy, disgusting really. That shows a lack of care about personal appearance and I just don’t know if I could tolerate that. My owner keeps my cage spic and span, I love her dearly for it, and if she is having to pick up after someone who has less care than me she might not have enough time to attend to me.I don’t even like to think about the potential treat crisis that could develop if she had less time for me.

The most worrying thing is that I am not allowed to join in with any of the discussions and when I try to have a say I am ignored. I will have to think of another way to make my feelings known. It is only right that as the head of the household I should have the deciding vote about what happens here.

All in all I am not in favour of the idea of someone to share my cage with. It has taken me a long time to train my owners to behave in a way that I think befits my station and I don’t need some upstart coming in and ruining it. It’s how to get my point across that is troubling me. My owner has been known to get ideas into her head and the next minute I am faced with a new toy straight out of the box and in my cage. Or a bright pink harness that I am expected to wear. It just won’t do at all. We normally manage to get past it but this time I think that a more direct approach is needed. I have decided that I will have a non silent protest, as soon as she mentions it I will scream my loudest. Give it a few days and she should get the message.

I’m off to practice. Lets see who’s will breaks first.

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