Chester’s Blog - Cage Cleanins October 8, 2007
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Good evening every birdie. I’m so sorry that I haven’t writen in a few day’s. Some times I have de Internet, It can be an evil thing. I think it all be fix now. Oh Birdie, I do hope so, I no think I can take much more of this. It works one minute then it just stops….usually when I’m in the middle of writing something, like my blog. Them Internet gods are evil…EVIL I TELL YA!!
Weds, mom did some thing bad….very bad. She cleaned my cage. Can you believe that?? She rolled my cage out the door, out to the entrance way. I couldn’t believe what she was doing. She knows how much I hate to have me cage cleaned. she take the hose and starts to spray it. What she be thinking spraying my cage like that? So, here I am running all over the top of my cage, trying to see what she be spraying or moving next. My little stick legs could hardly keep up. I run that way and this way…this way and that way. She was moving things around in my cage. All my toys were taken out and put some place. I couldn’t see them, it was all very upsetting. Then mom turned the whole thing on mist and….and….she misted me. I did like that. I flapped my wingers to catch all the little drops of water. that was fun. Then she wheeled up back into the house and to my room. There were all my toys. Mom started putting them in the cage……….put not in the right places. I had to go into the cage and show mom were they went. It was all such hard work. Mom, why does she have to clean my cage so much?? I just don’t understand humans attall. why do they need to clean so much?? I had my cage just the way I liked it. All my toys were in the right place. They were all around my sleeping perch, they made several walls for my to hide and sleep behind. I had to move them all back. And mom even through out one of my toys. Why would she do that?? So it had a few beak marks in it. So some of the rope on it was a little ratty looking (that’s what she said). It took me a long time to get it that way. NOw I’ve got to start all over again. She put in a new one just like that one….Walmart sells them, it be called a yellow ducky lot’s a legs. It’s the bestest toy in the whole world. I love those. I had mine just rights and now it’s all wrong. I’ve got to work on it all over again….all that work for nothing. Hmmmph..
Yaaaawwwwnnnnn!!!! I think it be time for nite-nites…sweet dreams all
Chester P Featherbutt—sleeping behing my lot’s ob legs
Chester is Back! September 2, 2007
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Good evening everybirdie. How are you all doing?? I’m stuffed. Mom came home tonight with some yummy foods. She came in the door and said Sandra….Antee Sandra had some food for us to eat. Did I hear that right?? Antee Sandra….the one who works with mom at the evil work place…….The one that make the yummiest lasagna in the whole universe. That Sandra…My Antee Sandra!!!! OH BIRD OH BIRD!!! I started screaming for mom to come get me, I want out of the cage. I want to sink my beak into that lasagna. Wait mom said it be some sort of rice with beans, pork and a potato salad. Hmmmph!!! But if it’s from Antee Sandra it’s got to be yummy. I WANT SOME NOW!!!!!! Mom comes and gets me. We go into the kitchen and divide this food onto 2 plates. Wait, just 2 plates?? Where my plate??? One of them better be my plate!!! Mom warms dads up first then she does ours. I can’t wait, my beaker is drooling at the thought of this yummy. The microwave goes “beep” and I run down mom’s arm. I’m getting the first taste….It’s mine…all mine!!! Mom makes me go back up to her shoulder telling me it’s to hot. Well, then why did she put it in the microwave, it was cool before and I could have had some then…Hmmmmph, humans!! They just don’t use their brains. I’ve got to teach her about these things. After a bit of blowing on my food to cool it off, I sink my beaker into the pork…..YUMMY!! Mom offers my some of the rice and beans…what are those little round black things?? And why it the rice yellow?? I’ve never seen yellow rice before. I don’t know about this food…..So I stick my tungle out and touch it to the yellow rice…hmmmmmm, I’m not sure about this, I better do that again…..Not to bad…I think it taste good. So I take a beaker full of rice. Yup, it be yummy. But what about those little round black things?? Mom say’s they are beans. All the beans I’ve seen have been green and long. Green bean I think they are called. Why are these beans little round and black?? So I stick out my tungle for a bit of a taste. Mom is laughing at me. She say’s I look so silly. I’m not silly, I’ve just never had this before. I don’t want to take a big beaker full on to find out it yucky….It’s not yucky, these are yummy!! So I pick out just some of them bean. Them are good. Them mom offers me some of the potato salad…..OMB!!!!! That is the yummiest potato salad I have ever had!!! I take huge beakfulls of this yummy stuff. Oh, I can’t stop eating it. It be so goods. How does Antee Sandra do it??? She has the bestest lasagna in the universe and now this potato salad! WOW!!! Mom don’t make potato salad, but she bought some from the store, that be ok but this salad WOW!!! Mom stop giving me this salad so I went down and took some. Oh, it be good!! It be the bestest potato salad ever!! I want to know how Antee Sandra does it!!! YUM YUM YUM!!! My beaker is still drooling of this salad. So good. Antee Sandra…..I need to know you secret to the lasagna and the potato salad. I’ll send you lot’s of birdie kisses and wing hugs. I don’t have much else to give you, so I hope that will do.
Chester P Featherbutt—dreaming of Antee Sandra’s yummy foods
Chester’s Blog - Computer Problems and Weird Humans July 29, 2007
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Good evening everbirdie. How are you all doing this morning?? I’m ok. Mom is mad at the comfusor today. It lost her IP address….What is that?? Is that like were you live?? if that’s the case, how can you loose were live?? I know I live here. I would never forget I live here next to a six foot rat…..ooops mouse. Hmmmph. That just don’t make any sense to me. Why would the comfuser what to forget were it lives?? Oh, wait, is that why it’s called a comfusor cause it forget things like that. Now that makes a little sense. Now I understand why it be called a comfusor. It took mom over an hour to get it fix. I think at one time she was talking about throwing it in the trash. That wouldn’t be good. And I know I heard some words that iffin I ever said my beaker would be washed out with soap. I think mom’s mouth should now be washed out with soap for saying them bad words. Shame on you mom. Iffin we get into trouble then you should get into trouble. This punishment thing should not be one sided. Us birds and the dogs get into trouble and not the humans. Yup, we got to fix that.
Mom called someone for help with our comfusor and gots it all fixed. it be running now but really really slow. Mom said “slower then molassess rolling up hill in the middle of winta” Huh?? just what does that mean?? OMB, that is the weirdest thing she has ever said. What is molasses’s? and why would it be rolling up hill?? much less, why in the winta time?? That is just so……..weird. MOm you be weird. Dad said it be so slow that’s it’s going backwards. How silly. Going backwards. Hmmmph. Humans say the strangest things.
Mom fed us our pellets today. I was so excited, I run down to my dish, bite into a pellet…….It was cold!! I think it froze my beaker. bbbbbbrrrrrrr! cold pellets are not go. I think my brain is now a little bit frozen. Mom was laughing at me. Cause when I beaked this pellet, I tilted my head and closed one of my eyes. That’s when my brain froze. It turned into a little gray and green frozen birdsicle. I threw my pellet at mom and stomp to the back of my cage. Hmmmph!!! How dare she laugh at me. That was not funny. Humans, sometimes you just can’t live with them. I had to wait for my pellets to warm up. All this because of some evil little bugs that had to come and eat my foods. bad bugs. To the corner with you!!!!
off to bed now.
Nite-nite
Chester P Featherbutt—-beaking the slow, going backwards comfusor
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Chester’s New Cage
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Good evening every birdie. How are things going?? They be going here. I don’t know were they are going but they are going. That picture is of me on my nice new huge play stand. I think I’m getting use to it. Lot’s of things to check out on it.
So here I am, sitting on mom listening to some music, doing my head bobbing thing to the beat and mom is laughing at me. She said I’m so silly. I’m no silly…..she is silly for laughing at me. I love to listen to some music. Not all. Some music is not nice. That music, I Peep really load till mom changes it. But she no play it much. It only comes on whent mom be listening to, what she call the radio. She can no controll what comes on that. County music be OK. My favorit is rock and roll. You can really get your head bobbing to that. Tehehehehehe. I love it. Some times I even try to sing with it. That just makes mom laugh and laugh. She is so silly. I like to listen to nature cd’s too. Cuddles, my little older sister, love those. I think they are her favorit. She talks to the birds in them. It’s funny to hear her calling to them. I think she is funny.
Yesterday dad found to big huge giant bird eating spida’s in his office. Huge spida’s…aaaaaaaawwwww!!! them are scary. Dad said they were as big has his hand. yick yick yick yick!! I hate them spida’s. Dad went back into his room with something to kill them with and……they moved. He didn’t know were they wents. So dad had to go spida hunting. So now dad is none as the “spida hunter”. He could have his own show on discovery. I can see it now “Spida Hunter” every Weds at 9pm. He protect little birdies from big nasty spida’s.
A nice lady gave mom a huge bird cage for me and Lucky. And do meen huge!! I never seen a cage that big. What kind of bird would live in that. It could hole 3 of my cage in it. Wowwee, it be big.
see how big it is. I can’t image what kind of bird lived in there. It must have been a huge birdie. I guess after seeing this cage, I have to admit I’m not as huge a birdie as I thought I was. Cause, WOW this cage is huge. Mom said only one bird would live in it. She has got to be kidding. Only one bird. It would just enough room for one bird!!! You could put about 20 quakers in there and they would all be happy. ONe bird!! I can’t imagen a bird that big…oh wait…yes I can….A boogy bird. That’s not what lived in there before mom got, is it?? OMB. I think a boogie bird lived in there!!! AAAAaaawwwww!!! I hope he don’t come here to get his home back. I can just see it now…..He comes nocking on the door, mom opens it…he sees me and Lucky and thinks “Yummy, 2 green tasty treats!!” Then “gulp” were gone. He little green tasty treats…. OMB!!! I hope he never finds were this cage is. Ya know, iffin he did come looking for his cage, I could show him the birdie eating spida’s………………hmmmm. That’s an idea. They could eat him. Yuppers. or he could eat them. Outside birds do like bugs and they all have bugs in there bellies. I bet he would love them, think them to be tasty.
Well, I’m going to bed now. Ya all have sweet dreams. I’m gonna
Chester P Featherbutt—-living with the one and only “spiday hunter” my dad
