Greetings from Birdland....

Ive been home and puttering around with my animals and the winter babies which are always a surprise and always my favorites. Why do lovebirds and finches have babies in the winter? I dunno but they make great Christmas gifts!

Eggs are everywhere here, and Im in awe of the structure of the thing and how it works...Whole Foods is offering some local ostrich eggs for $39 each. They apparentlyhave more yolk than white and scrambled serve 20 people! I am tempted, but I have the shell of one already and I dont know what to do with the luminecent green and dark, dark Maran browns, and pinks that I have...I get the occasional huge mishapen egg with 2 yolks and also a few tiny ones per week from my tiny hen. Ive been giving them away and eating some...my mom feels sorta funny about eating them, because she knows the chickens, but my grandfather, who sill is convalescing in manhattan, loves them.
















Thanks to Jill, who knows me too well, for sending me the above from I can Has Cheezburger.
My hen, Yellow, is a lutino like the above and I'm hoping that the eggs that she is sitting on now contain at least one like her!
In any case, Ive been oddly quiet these past couple of weeks due to loose ends that have been festering around here, oral surgery and the like, and also my lack of inspiration...no, not really that I guess, because my brain is telling me things...maybe its the follow through. Ive been asking myself if I can go on writing about what is happening right now, because I'm, on one hand feeling so relieved that the grownups are in charge that I could cry, but on the other, I feel so wrung out and burned and angry at the Bush people, and the rich folks in America who are so hell bent on saving a couple thousand dollars that they would throw their entire society under the bus.

Ive spent so much time in the past eight years in awe of how horrible and idiotic half of All Americans are, and how really scary the neocon party is that I don't know if I have anything else to say until the pundits stop commenting on how gracious George Bush and his family are being.
well, they live in our house, and they must see that the American people WANT this...they must see that they had better fucking be nice and welcoming because the Obamas have the wind at their back and you either get on board or get out of the way.

Of course, things are fucked up. I cant imagine how all of this is going to get done...and with only a few weeks left, Bush is running around the world telling everyone that Iraq is going really well. Im traumatized at what this guy and his people did to our country, and how helpless it made me feel. I guess what I hated the most about it all was how it brought out the mean and greedy side of people. If our leaders are not reminding us that we have to care for eachother as one nation, then we slip into this every-man-for-hisself mentality. Maybe that is something that is just a hard cold truth about human nature, but its supposedly one of the urges that we fight against in order to for a more perfect union. Spoiled Americans...thats what its about...and everytime I think of a story or a commentary, I just go...later...later...later...go out with the chickens now...sit with your dogs now....try to pay the bills!

So, here in chilly CT, trying to thaw out the frozen hose and counting the most beautiful eggs from my chickens, Im going to probate court tomorrow morning because my nasty neighbor complained abut my roosters months ago...very nasty... I had too many from the spring batch and hadnt moved them along quick enough because my grandfather got sick...oh well...boo hoo...and this guy never once spoke to me; just called the city. He sold his house and is leaving, thank god! Its a case which Im winning anyway, and its all very mundane. I'm happy here, though it seems that Im always caught in complex issues and fighting against all the stuff that I tend to amass around me. I will probably die alone with 6 or 7 dogs surrounding me and all of this really cool stuff.

Criminal: Dont hate me because I crow a few times during the day (and never before 9AM)














Fighter of hawks, protector of his girls...known to strut down the middle of the street stopping traffic and refusing to move! Its Woostie! He is actually a big baby and I hug and kiss him as much as I can catch him...He puts up with me.




That all said, my baby lovebirds need homes. They are for sale for a reasonable price... and lovingly hand fed and socialized. Each one has only to bond to a forever human and all will be well...they need a cage, some good seed, dishes, toys and perches. Most of all they need companionship and they like to get out of the cage and hand aroudn with you.

Here are the babies. They are approx. 5 weeks old and 2 are a light moss green, 1 is olive. They are weaned and eating seed and snacks...and cuddling, fluttering, getting into trouble.
Lovebirds are the some of the funniest parrots in that they get into everything and shred the paper ...hell, all paper...but mine like to read the paper with me! They go from little devils that are hilarious to sweet cuddly balls of fluff. 2 lovebirds in a cage will bond to eachother and become cage birds. I lovebird that hold alot will bond to you and ride around on your shoulder helping you do everything! Please contact me if you ar ein the tristate area and are interested in one. I am more interested in good homes where they can live fantastic lives than making seed money...
If I cant place them, Ill keep them....its not like I have too much going on...right?...
Look here for some great stories about the most fantastic small flock of lovebirds. This guy captures so well what they are like and how much one can love a small animal...how they capture your heart and change your life...

We Needz uz each a Furevr Home!