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|Well, Look at YOU up there!
That hang out looks like a riot of a place to play! Is this contraption something new? Was it a Christmas present? Can you climb up on it yourself or are you suppose to wait until a parront sets you there? Maybe you fly to it! That'd be a sight to see. A beautiful sight.
Okay, about the Mr. Moose photo session, Oh Boy, Simon, was that an experience. I'd not seen that woodland creature but maybe once or twice and only in passing him in the hallway. I don't go out to the family room all that often so things from that part of the house are foreign to me. I wasn't too concern when after being escorted into the kitchen to find the photo light and the backdrop set up but when I saw this moose with these big flapping ears, okay antlers, I immediately sought refuge on mom's shoulder and was headed for the top of her head when I got intercepted. Once back on mom's wrist, I was introduced to Mr. Moose and we all three talked for a bit. I kept leaning out closer and closer in my jerky little neck extending that I do until I was about beak to nose with that strangely still animal. And then, glory be, I stepped off on his head! Thinking that might be the only photo opt, mom clambered up on a bar stool and took bunch of quick pics, all of which came out looking pretty much the same with me staring down at that huge beak on that creature and hoping it never moved. Thinking I'd be a little more comfortable with the whole scene, mom next tried getting me to sit on a perch that was tucked in close beside Mr. Moose. When the moose guy was slid in closer, that was too much for me. I was out of there like a rocket! I stepped on mom's head then charged down her back as she was leaning over to move that moose. From there I launched myself to the farthest region of the kitchen, honestly flying the farthest I ever have since coming here. Simon, I'm telling you, that moose was going to BEAK ME! No more Mr. Moose pictures for me, thank you very much. I'd much rather pose with YOU. I was thinking I might sign up for the pirate adventures but when mom told me I might have to pose with a skull or a skeleton, I went into "I'll think about it some more" mode.
Are you considering joining the crew? I'm sure some of your flockmates have.
Got my beak and nails buffed up back on Sunday. That is so not my favorite activity but at least it's done now for awhile. If I could just learn to nip the ends off my nails so mom's arms didn't get all scratched up, it'd probably be less often that I'd have to endure that dreadful routine. I will say though that my beak looks nice. The tip's not so long which should make it even nicer for kissing you. Wanna find out?
*Reba leans in and lays a long and sweet one on Simon.*
Ahh yes, it was nice. Very nice.
Love you so much Simon.
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