Chester’s Blog - Quaker Fu, Yummy Pot Pie and Doing Dishes July 10, 2007
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Good everybirdie. How are you doing this morning?? I’m….ok.
I think I’m done with the medicine mom is putting on my toe. She been putting on my toe twice a day sense Weds. I’m tired of it. I don’t need it any more, my toe is fine!! This evening mom went put that stuff on my toe, she holds my head. She scared I’ll beak the q-tip (why is it called a q-tip?? I no see any q’s on it). Well, I couldn’t see the q-tip so I just started kicking my footie in the air, hoping I would kick that think out of her fingers. I got it once but didn’t kick it hard enough. Hmmmph!! So I got the blue water put on my toe, AGAIN!!! Tomorrow, I’ll be ready for her. I’m practicing my quaker foo. I’ve been practicing my side kicks and wing slaps. Yup, tomorrow, I’ll be ready and waiting. Yup, yup. No more blue water on my footie.
Tonight mom made a yummy foods…………pot pies. Those are sooooo yummy. We had beef pot pies. There was yummy gravy, carrots, beef cubes, potatoes….there was also yucky peas!!! I still don’t understand why you would put little grean balls in your foods. That just don’t make any sense attall. Toys in your foods. Hmmph. Ooops sorry, back to the pot pie. I loved the crust. It was very tasty. The potatoes…Yummy….the carrots..Yummy…..The beef cubes..Yummy….The beef juice…Yummy….the peas..Yucky. I threw all my peas on the table or at mom. I even hit on the cheek with one. She said I slimmed her. Dad was laughing at me cause I was eating so fast. I said I didn’t come up for air. What does that mean?? Mom said I looked like I hadn’t eatin in days. I just really liked the pot pie. Oh, so good. I hope mom make that again. I’ll help. I could lick…..I mean mix some thing.
Mom was laughing at me after supper too. She was doing the dishes. Hand washing a cup. She had the wash cloth in the cup, moving it back and forth. I was moving my head back and forth just like her washing the cup. Then she picks up a dish. Wiping it with the closth in little circle. I was trying to do the same thing with my little head. This just made mom laugh. She said I was so silly. I’m not silly, I was trying to help with the dishes by showing her how to move the wash cloth with my head.
Well, off to bed with me.Chester P Featherbutt—Dreaming of more pot pie
Clean Rope Perches for Chester July 9, 2007
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good evening everybirdie. How are we all doing this day?? I’m doing good.
Mom took my rope perches out of my cage. Can you believe that. That stupid vet man told her she needed to rid of them and out they came.. Why she be listening to him?? He don’t know what makes me happy. Stupid vetman, Hmmmmph!!!! Oh, wait…Here she come with my perches. She said she just took them out of the dyer. They were all dryer, why she put them in there for?? So silly she is. I’ve got to watch were she is putting them. Got to make sure she gets it right. Ok, she got in my cage…….I’m hanging over the side so I can see what she’s doing….She turning the white thing that hold it on….I’ve got to run to the back now, hold on…….She’s opening my playtop..Why is she doing that?? I don’t what it open now…….Oh, she putting my perch on the bar, she turning the the white thing………….YIPPY!!!!! I’ve got my rope perch back. I’m so excited. Maybe mom was just doing what some friends on line told her to do about cleaning them. Maybe I’ll get to keep them. YIPPY!!! Now I’ve got to go stomp across my cage and show mom who’s boss. STOMP STOMP STOMP!!! That was me stomping in front of mom.
Last night I got to watch some fireworks. They were pretty. The nieghbores all came out just after the rain storm cleared up. They set them off. You would see this bright line in the sky then it would turn into a whole bunch of little lights. These littles light came in all kinds of colors. Oh, so pretty. I really like them. Mom held me really good and I wasn’t scared. I even tried to make the load squeaky noise that they made when the went up in the sky. Mom lit a sparkla. It was pretty too but I really like the ones in the sky. One went “BOOM”…I jumped just a little. Mom said I was such a brave bird.
Mom made so Yucky ribs for first supper tonight. I tried dem and spit it right back out, YUCK!!! It think it was the sauce on thems…Really yucky. Mom also made peas. Dad loves peas. Them are not good either. I picked one up and threw it across the table..Then I ran after it and tossed it back. Why would I want to eat a little grean ball. You play with them not eat them. Human are just to wierd, eating balls when you should play with them. I played with the one mom gave me. I kept tossing it around the table and chasing after it. Dad said I was not right. But I was having so much fun with this pea. Mom just laughed at me. I even rolled that pea over mom ribs and made it yucky with that sauce. So she got me another pea to play with. It was fun to play with it. Eating it is not so good. I got a little excited while I was playing with my second pea the it….it…it mushed in my beaker. Oh it was yucky. I spit out and rubbed the grean slime on mom’s shirt. She said that wasn’t nice but that’s what she’s there for. Tehehehe.
It’s getting late so off to bed with me…on my nice clean rope perch
Chester P Featherbutt—–who’s not eating grean balls
Happy Fourth of July from Chester July 4, 2007
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HAPPY FOURTH OF JELLY
……..OOOPS, SORRY
HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!!!!!!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA!!!
I hope every one has a great day celebrating!!!
Chester P featherbutt—who is celebrating with some little fire works
And a very happy fourth to all from Bird A Day also.
Chester’s Trip to the VetMan
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Good evening everybirdie. How are you all doing tonight?? I’m good. Vet man said I was good. I saw him today. Really early in the morning. Why would me do that to me?? she knows I don’t like to get up before 11 am. She got me up at 8:45 am. I was in shock and dopey headed, stumbling around be cage. Then she scooped me up and put me in this little tiny cage…..my travel cage. she put me into her red truck. It be bigger then dad’s car, that’s what I went in the last time I went to the vets. She put this thing around my cage. She said it was a seat belt and that it would keep my cage from moving around. I don’t think she put it on right cause my cage shock and rattled the whole way there. Maybe she don’t know how to put it on right. The ride was kind of fun. I could see out the window. I watched all the other cars go by. When we got there she took me out and brought me into this big building. There were some HUGE dogs there. I never seen dogs that HUGE. Tedd E dog, the biggest dog in our house wasn’t even close to their size. I didn’t know I should be scared of them or not. I did watch them. every place they went, I followed. I had to see what they were doing. Mom won’t let any of them come near me. I kind of wanted them to so I could really look at them. I didn’t know dogs could be sooooo big!!! Wow. I thought Tedd E dog was as big as they came. Boy, was I wrong!
Then one of the humans there called my name…How did she know my name??? I didn’t hear mom give any one my name. Hmmmm. We go into a little room and wait. Then after a little bits a man and a woman came in. The man came close to my cage and stared at me. He just stood there looking at me. Why was he looking at me?? What did he want? Why didn’t mom stop him?? I didn’t know what to do so I say “HELLO!!” He said “hi” back. Then he opened the my door and put his hand in. I stepped up for him. He took me out and looked really close at my toe. He took some thing out of a draw and touch my toe with it. ouch!! that hurt, but I didn’t move. I didn’t know what to do. Then he pulled some thing off my toe…He called it a pusstroilal. What is that?? EEeeeewww, that sounds gross and why was it on my toe?? Is that what was making my toe hurt and bleed (it didn’t bleed much, just a little)?? Then he took out some blue water and put it on my toe. That wasn’t so bad. He looked me all over. Put this thing on my chest. He said it was to listen to my heart. Why does he want to hear my heart?? So silly he is. Listening to my heart. He even looked at my naked butt. I pulled out some of my feathers just about the tail feathers. He said I did that cause I was hormonal. I was not hormonal….I’m never hormonal!!! NEVER!! Then he took out the most evil thing in the whole world………………Then nail clippers. I hate them things. So I jumped of his hand and went running across the table. He told mom not to stop me. Good he was going to let me go!!! Nope, he threw a blue towel over me and scooped me up. He gave me to the woman that came in with him. He told mom it was better that she hold me than mom. I tried to beak her…I tried to wiggle out of the towel. I couldn’t do either. She had a good grip on me. Not like mom, I can wiggle out when mom towels me, she’s always scared she will hurt me. Then them evil clippers got my nails. Why did he take my nails?? I like them just the way they were. And he made them bleed!! Can you believe that!?! He took out this glass (I think it was glass) thing and put it up to my bloody nails. Why does he want my blood?? What’s going to do with it??? I heard that some humans drink blood, EEEEEeeeeeewwwwwww!!! He’s not going to drink my blood is he? Oh, that is nasty!!! Grosse….Grose….Grose..Grose….yucky. That is sooo descusting!! When he was done, he gave mom some of that blue water. We went out to the counter and waited for the lady back there. She was getting some pills for another woman there. That person ask if I was a cockatoo…Is she nuts? I’m too little and the wrong color. Mom told her “no he’s a quaker” The lady said I was pretty. Thank you lady…I blew her a kiss. She liked that. Then it was our turn. Mom took out a little blue book and opened it. She started writing on a piece of paper. The lady told mom it was $25 dollors. Mom asked her if she had the right bill. Yup, she said she did. Mom asked her again if the price was right. Why would mom keep asking her that??? Is that to much?? I really don’t understand money. Mom was happy with it, so it had to be good. Then she gave the lady the paper she was writing on and left with me. I slept most of the way home. When we got home mom made me some french fries for being such a good birdie. Yummy, I love french fries.
Why are they called french fries?? They are cooked in the oven. Maybe they should be called french ovens. And what make the french?? What is french?? I have heard mom say she is french. Maybe that’s it, because mom makes them they are french. NO that can’t be it. I’ve heard them on tv called french fries and I know mom isn’t making that many. Hmmm, did she invent them?? Nope I don’t think that’s it. I’ve got to find out out this french thing is. I’ll go and study this and write more on it later.
Good night all
Chester P Featherbutt—–Happy to be back home from the evil vet man
Chester is Going to the VetMan July 3, 2007
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Good evening every birdie. How are you all doing??
I’m….angry. I’ve been mad at mom all night and have been beaking the snot out of her. I even took a little chunk out of her cheek. I’ve been yelling at her, stomping around, just being a….ugly bird. That’s what mom calls me when I’m in a bad mood. I even told her I was an ugly bird when she ask me what my problem was. I mad cause I have to go to the evil vetman in the morning. I DON’T WANT TO GO!!! He is evil. I’m going to beak him, HARD!! I’m going to give him what for. I’m going to teach him who is the boss and the is ME!!! My vet appointment is at 10 am. I don’t want to go. Last time I went, he stabbed me!!! can you believe that!!! he stabbed me with a big needle. When he put me on the scale to be wieghed, I pulled all the bottens off and threw them at him. I’m going to do that again. Evil vet man, I’ve got your number. Yes I do.
Well, off to bed with me. Mom say’s I have to go to bed early so I can get up early to see this evil person. I’ll let you all know what he does to me tomorrowChester P FEatherbutt—-sharpening his beaker for the vet man
Chester and the Fourth of Jelly
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Well, Good morning every birdie..I tried to post last night and yapoo wouldn’t let me do it, Hmmmmmph!!!! What it up with them. Some times it takes me 3 or 4 tries…..sometimes it don’t matter how many times I try it just won’t let me post. Why???…Why??? What did I do to yahoo?? I’m just an innocent little bird, not out to hurt any one’s. Hmmmph. Do they not like little birds?? I just don’t get it. Yahoo, what have I done to you??? sniff….sniff…..sniff…I want to post my blog!!!!! sniff…sniff…
Ok now, enough feeling sorry for meself. Time to flap my wings and be happy….don’t worry. Tehehehehe. Don’t worry…be happy…dooooootooot doooodoooo tooodooooodooooo, Oppps sorry got caught up in sing that song. Now it will be stuck in my head all night.. AAAAAuuuuuhhhhhh!!!! Dont worry-be happy!!! Does any bird have plan for the fourth of Jelly?? hmmmmm, why is it called the fourth of jelly?? I can believe we are celebrating jelly. Do we really need to celebrate jelly? not one of my favorite foods. What do you do on this fourth of jelly?? make a lot of jelly sandwiches?? eeeeeeeeewwwwwww!!!! Do throw it at each other and make a HUGE mess?? I just don’t understand this holiday. Mom say’s it’s on Weds. That she is going down town to the lake front, walk around, look at things and then come home. What is she going to look at?? Different ways to make jelly or what you can do with jelly?? I just don’t get it….not attall. Fourth of jelly…..fourth of jelly, that just don’t make any sense attall. Jelly, yucky!! I know there are many different kinds of jelly. Is that what your celebrating, all the different kinds of jelly there is?? How silly. So on Weds, we are having a jelly celebration. I hope mom don’t make me eat any of this jelly. YUCKY!!!!! Why couldn’t we be celebrating a different food..a tastier food…like….like….hmmmm….CHEESE!!! We could have a fourth cheese. Not that would be YUMMY! We could try all the cheese of the world. I bet there are a lot of cheeses I haven’t tried yet…Lot’s of them. Hmmm, my beaker is drooling at the thought of all that cheese. I like it, the fourth of cheese. Yup, that’s we need to change to, instead of the fourth of jelly. Jelly is yucky, sticky, way to sweat…It’s not a good food at all. Cheese on the other hand is the perfect food. Just think of all you can do with it. Make cheese cake (yummy), cheese burgers (yummy), creamed cheese (yummy) put it on pizza (a little yicky cause of the red stuff), eggs (I love scramble yeggies with cheese), mac and cheese (yummy), grilled cheese sandwich (really yummy)…..oh I could just go on and on. There are just some many things you can do with cheese. Now jelly, what can you really do with that?? Put it on bread with yicky sticky peanut butter!!! YUCK!!!! put it on toast…you just rue-end the toast!!!! That jelly is just not a good food…Hmmmph, the fourth of jelly. Mom don’t eat that much jelly, so why do she want to celebrate it?? I just don’t get you humans. I don’t think I’ll ever figure you out.
Well, it’s late. Off to half nighters for me. Till next time
Chester P Featherbutt————–Not liking this fourth of jelly
