Mommybird's Nest

Cockatiel craving

Just about the first thing I did when I came downstairs this morning was fetch Rembrandt out of his cage. (Sandro usually stays in the cage because he’s not real tame and not a very skilled flyer.) I don’t think I’d had a chance to let him out all week. Rembrandt explored the textures of the placemats, got scritchies from both Mommybird and Daddybird, licked the teapot and backed away (it was hot), had a flight around the room, preened himself, and ate some Grape Nuts. He also pooped twice, but when he’s walking around the dining table, he usually backs up to the edge and poops on the floor, which is what he did this morning. Sandro whistled and sang, then welcomed Rembrandt back with happy chirps. I love my birds so much.