Wii!

The humans are at it again. Steve bought a Wii for Shirley to get some "exercise". Yeah...sure.

We've now discovered why Shirley doesn't participate in group sports. Have you ever seen her try to hit a ball? She has absolutely no eye hand co-ordination. Watching her try to play Wii baseball is agonizing. It's really a wonder how she can manage to get food from a plate into her mouth. Although this does explain why it's so easy for us to not get caught when she tries to cut our nails. So sad, it's almost pathetic...

Anyway, for the last couple of days we've been watching them jerk around looking like idiots. It's very amusing. At first we yelled at them because we were worried people in other buildings would see them, but now we just sit back and laugh. We cheer when they look especially stupid. There's bowling, tennis, baseball, golf and boxing. Steve likes tennis and golf. Shirley likes bowling and boxing.

We're just waiting for the day when one of them throws that controller into the tv.


Apparently, there's some other rabbit game that they haven't tried yet. It's going to be great watching them hop around like rabbits (or like a Dragon sexy dance). We'll have to make sure we have plenty of seed to eat while we watch that.

The last straw

Ophie's Side:
So, Dragon said he wished I was dirty like that potty mouthed parrot Ruby....

I've been putting up with Dragon's antics for a while now. First, it was the constant hopping (sexy dance), then it was the poking, then it was the chasing. Finally, that parrot comment broke me. I waited and as most humans know, you should look out when a bird is above you. That's right, I pooped on Dragon's head.



hee hee hee


He was all mad and wanted me to help him clean it off. Maybe he should ask his new girlfriend Ruby if she'll help clean it off.

So, he got most of it off, but he didn't know if it was all gone when the humans came home. Shirley knew what happened right when she saw him and laughed. Dragon was not too happy about that. Steve came home later and asked why Dragon had a sandy head. Shirley told him it was poop and he laughed. Dragon was so mad.

He kept asking me to clean it off. I would pretend to, but I would leave it there. (hee hee hee) Once in a while the humans would come by and say to him "Hey, Shithead, wash your head." or "Hi Poopiehead. When you gonna take a bath?" Dragon's really not happy, but that's what happens when you mess with Ophie.

Dragon's Side:
%!?@#&!@&#*...Ruby...&@*&%^@*%#@...humans...#^@%!$#@#@*&...poopiehead

WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME CLEAN MY HEAD!!!!!!!

Dragon's Hero

Dragon says:

Now here's a real bird.



If only Ophie was that dirty...

Stupid Budgies showing off

Stupid budgies.

Don't let Shirley or Steve see these videos or else all we'll hear is "Shake my hand", "Wave a foot", blah, blah, blah
How about we shake our feet up your ass?

Excuse the potty mouth. Apparently, Steve and Shirley were too busy with other stupid humans to come home and give us our lettuce.

Yes, I bit her and I would do it again!

Dragon's side: Yes, I bit Shirley, but I was totally within my rights! Shirley was trying to catch us again to cut our nails. She's afraid of us, so she wears a yellow rubber glove on one hand when she's doing it. She thought she caught me, but when she tried to use her other bare hand to get a better grip, I bit her. She screamed. She's such a baby. It didn't break the skin or anything, but I have been keeping my beak nice and sharp lately. She's been mad for days. Every time I try to call out to her, she yells back that I bit her. She'll get over it. But I noticed she hasn't tried to cut our nails since then.

Shirley and Steve are upset that I keep bothering Ophie. I like to boss her around, poke her, bite her and prevent her from eating. Steve' s really upset and wants to separate us. Shirley said that eventually Ophie gets tired of the bothering and lays a smack down on me. It's true, but it's fun to see how long it takes before she snaps.

Ophie's side: I'm going to open a can of whoopass on him!

You're going to cut WHAT?!

What has gotten into the humans?

Last night, Shirley and Steve got it into their heads that they were going to cut our nails. Why? We like our nails. Okay, some of them are quite long and we're having a hard time standing on our perches, but we don't want anything cut off.

Anyway, Shirley and Steve thought up a plan of her catching us and Steve cutting the nails. However, they didn't realize that we heard Shirley say that she would only try catching us for a maximum of 5 minutes before she would stop. (She's worried that she'll scare us too much for our little hearts to take.)

Anyway, we knew something was up, so we stayed away from the cage doors. Shirley tried and tried, but she couldn't catch us. We think she's afraid of us. hee hee hee

Anway, we flew around escaping her grip for 5 minutes and then she stopped. She said she'd try again. Sheesh, weird humans. Anyway, it would be nice if our nails were a bit shorter, but we'd rather go to a salon to get our nails done.

We need a vacation.

Where did the nest go?!

We were calmly sitting on the eggs when suddenly Shirley put a big piece of newspaper in our cage. Why?! The newspaper tried to attack us, so we had to leave the nest and stay in one of the corners. The newspaper blocked our view of the nest, so we tried to attack it to get back to the nest.

After a few moments, Shirley took the newspaper out of the cage. We tried to go back to the nest, but it was gone! Where did it go?! We looked under all the food dishes and under all the items in the cage, but the nest was gone. Then we tried calling out for the babies, but there was no answer.

Shirley looked really sad and we asked her to help us find the nest, but she didn't know where it was. Steve came home and he was very upset too about the nest. He and Shirley discussed something about throwing stuff down the garbage chute. We hope it was that newspaper that attacked us and stole our nest.

All night we searched and called for our nest, but there was no answer.

Maybe our nest will come back some day.

Last Day

Today is the last day of incubation. If a baby does not hatch today then the eggs are all duds.

It's so sad. :(

Shirley said that she might not let us lay eggs again because the problem may be that Dragon and I are related. I think Steve's trying to convince her to let us try again later this year.

We overheard Shirley and Steve discussing how they're going to get the nest out of the cage without us getting mad at them. Steve said he's going to hide in the bedroom so we don't think he has anything to do with it. Shirley said she's going to try to fool us by using a toy bird as a decoy. We'll let you know what happens.

Bad Humans!

Why we let these humans live with us, we don't know.

Today Stephen "worked from home" and then in the afternoon, two INTRUDERS came by with a huge sofa to be placed right in front of us. (The old sofa is in the background.)

We were very upset about being disturbed while we are tending to the eggs. (No babies yet.) We both vocalized our displeasure and Steve had to put our cage cover down so that we would no longer see the INTRUDERS in our home.

We were okay when they left, but then Steve had to take a nap in front of us.

Sheesh, must be nice not to have to sit on four eggs all the time... Must be nice to sit on a nice comfy sofa whenever you want... Must be nice not to sleep sitting up on a plastic stick...

We will vocalize our displeasure with Shirley when she gets home.

:(

No babies yet.

Benny's Got a Blog!

Our friend Benny has a Blog.

greycatbenny.blogspot.com

Okay, he might eat us if he saw us, but he's our friend in spirit.

Poor Benny cat with the constipation. He should eat brocolli like we do, we poop a lot after eating brocolli. Shirley doesn't like it because she has to clean the cage, but that's how we roll.

7 Days down, 7 Days to go

Dragon's side:
Well, how long is the incubating going to take? Ophie won't let me snuggle with her in the nest and she's not paying attention to my hoppy dance. I didn't know making a nest was going to result in having to sleep on a perch alone. I have discussed my displeasure with the smallness of the nest with Shirley and Steve. They have agreed that next time they will get us a nest big enough for both of us to sit in together.

Ophie's side:
Dragon's a ninny. He's always jumping on my back in the nest trying to fit two birds in a space meant for one. He's such a guy. Eggs are fine so far. I don't know if any are going to hatch. We'll wait another week and then decide if we're going to say they're duds. If Dragon bothers me again in the nest, I'm going to give him the pecking of a lifetime.