Tag: birds

  • Doodle art drawing of beach scene 20171102

    Doodle art drawing of beach scene 20171102

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    My doodle art drawing of another beach scene.
  • Knowing kitties

    20190927-1749.http://ourspiritualworld.blogspot.com/2019/09/mike-and-grace.html

    Once again, I’m sorry for your loss(es) but happy to know of your new Grace in life.

    That’s why it’s hard NOT to bother or upset y’all too much with my rants. But being so far away seems like y’all won’t see, feel, hear, experience stuff.

    I didn’t know the exact methods employed by y’all. All I now as a long time reader is that y’all are the real deals. Big deals. But worthy of love and mercy nonetheless.

  • 20111009-Weathery Ways

    The whole morning was a nice wall cloud of gray in the skies. Then, the rest of the day was crispy and blue with a tinge of whiteness, unlike the clearness of yesterday’s cool weather. The winds are blowing cool and a part of today was warm enough for the parakeets to get some fresh air.

    At 12:39pm, I heard the baby blue jay screeching from our tree and it flew atop the persimmon tree of the next door neighbor, who doesn’t eat persimmon but could sell it. I don’t know why God allows evil entities to co-exist with other normal people. This planet is such a waste.

    Earlier today while shopping for groceries, I saw a baby spider near the butter section. An old lady was there while Paw got his organic tub. And that’s where I saw the little one within the middle of its circular/orb web. I really love spiders and try not to vacuum up the babies near the parakeet area. Hehehe!

  • 20111004-Weathery Ways

    There’s nothing to blog, expect today’s weather was wet and cold. The whole day was cold and the clouds were gray but only a few drops of rain fell. There was a mockingbird that flew away from the branch after it sat on the tree top of the neighbor living behind our shared fence. I saw one sea gull flying among the gray, rain clouds and away towards the north direction. There were several crows that flew outside my bedroom window upstairs in the computer room. I guess they knew something but I don’t understand.

  • Dying Dinosaurs

    After viewing a YouTube.com video last night about how archeologists would blatantly lie about humans ever seeing dinosaurs alive, I’ve come to the conclusion that humans are murderers of truth! From the video, it appears that the dinosaurs were around 400 years ago!

    And because people are too stupid and barbaric, they’ve driven these beautiful creatures to extinction. These people include the Chinese who continue their outdated tradition of eating bones (i.e. dinosaurs, tigers, etc.) and everything else for medicinal purposes. Stupid!

    Other stupid people happen to be those horse-riding, medieval knights, who are shown spear heading dragons to death. Instead of seeing a hero, I see the poor creature dying at the mercy of a barbaric human. What did these dragons deserve?

    Also, I noticed how modern chickens are being used as foodstuff for fat humans with big butts and wide girths. Even the chicken eggs and other bird eggs are being mass produced and thus salmonella has recently spread in San Jose, CA.

    A thought occurred to me today that humans are basically merciless and are eating dinosaurs to extinctions. I see a resemblance through the eyes of certain dinosaurs and modern birds. I don’t like what humans will be capable of doing to dolphins and whales and the rest of the animals.

  • 20100823-Weathery Ways

    Today was friggin’ hot! The strong winds blew hot air while I was walking for about an hour during lunchtime. The hot air warmed me during this morning and afternoon breaks because the air conditioner indoors was too cold!

    Tonight is friggin’ warm! Maw said I smelled of sweat! Why is it that one cannot smell its own body odor? The parakeets have their cage covers on but only on the top. The three of us are watching Miss Universe. They are all beautiful but I keep thinking to myself: They still have to poop.

  • Cold Pimon

    Pimon has been cold lately. He is currently resting at the bottom of the cage. I believe he is ready to pass on due to old age of eight years, DNA from parents we found from the wild and probably hormonal imbalance of a brown beak and liver problem as seen from bruises on his toes.

    He is eating because his poop is a lot more this time. The other birds are playing and flying around while he sleeps with his head tucked into his fluffed up feathers. Without going to the vet, we have been administering the OxySilver in the hopes of his full recovery.

    All we could do now is pray and boost. But I know he has to go because it’s time. Again people live in denial that life means living and living is full of life. Um. No. You’re wrong. The design of this earth plane is to die and to learn immortality for the few. The rest are not above the law.

  • Saying Hey!

    For the past few weeks or so, I noticed how Buddy-Boy’s tufted up head looked like the Fonz (or Fonzarelli ). He’s the one from the American sitcom on television: Happy Days. I used to watch that show.

    And every time I see Buddy-Boy’s response of happiness, much like any parakeet in full chatter with others, self or the bars of the cages, I would see his tuft and say, `Hey!` Then I’d send a mental image to him that `Hey` meant the Fonz.

    He’s got the high energy of his father, Bully-Boy, who doesn’t recognize Buddy as his own son. As a matter of fact the surrogate father was Bugsy-Boy, who fed the baby while still in his nest box with Yeyo. Bugsy is the sensitive one who easily gets hurt when Simon and Bully pay attention to each other. Then Simon gets emotional when Bully and Bugsy start talking to one another.

    Parakeets are by nature emotional. They know hurt, hunger, sadness and yes loss. They know play, happiness and joy, too! So treat your parakeets as if they are people, only with parakeets needs. If people can talk to horses, anyone can talk to birds in their own language, of course.

  • 528 Bottle

    I received my order for one bottle of OxySilver for Pimon. Just before 7:00pm tonight, Maw and I administered two to three drops of this `elixir`. When I grabbed him, we was biting harder and kicker stronger. Each time I set him back on the table to `get a better grip` he can back up stronger.

    Hopefully, he will feel better with much 528 love. He seems to be eating the `Avicakes` with more gusto. I guess it’s to buffer the liquid drops in this empty stomach. He is still sleeping with his head tucked into his fluffed up feathers, though. But I don’t think I could grab him every two hours for five days just to give him those drops.

    I noticed too that the girls drank some of the water with OxySilver. Binky-Doo and Buddy-Boy had rubbed their heads against their perches. I had to spray them down with a water bottle in case they got some of the liquid in their eyes.

    I tried one teaspoonful or so of this stuff and it’s not tasty! I can still feel the stuff in between my teeth, my tongue and back of the throat.  I’m feeling a buzz in between my ears but mostly pressure in my head. I must have some undiagnosed high blood pressure or something.

  • Little Critters

    The little critters come out along the sidewalk where I strut happily on course around the block of my work. They are reddish in color to match the various sized wooden timber (or tanbark) of the landscape. For the first time, I actually saw a red scorpion. There are red beetle, ovoid body, wide in the butt and point in the front. Lots of hornets or wasps are hovering over the grassy areas. I walk safely by them, mentally sending an “Excuse me” and ever so carefully avoid treading upon the smaller ants and millipedes, too. Am I alone when I walk? No. For I hear a few knocking sounds from a woodpecker. And the winds blow, calming my nerves. I’m at peace alone and without others and their noises in the lunchroom. Truly the outdoors is a place of serenity and fresh air, too.

  • OxySilver for Pimon

    With the suggestion of Madam Mews, I just purchased a bottle of OxySilver (8oz) from an affliate for Pimon. He has been sick for years. We’ve tried anti-biotics (erythromycin) and vitamin/mineral liquid supplements from the pet stores. He still is strong for a parakeet who will be eight years old this coming September. But I needed something to `aid` his recovery – FAST!

    Without going to the vet and as per my online research last night, he may have testicular cancer due to his brown cere. Plus, he has lamness on his left foot, an indicator of possible tumor of the kidney. He has been sleeping alot with his head tucked into his fluffy feathers.

    As a result, the parakeets are going to be forced to eat PELLETS. Their diet of mostly seeds is notorious for `causing` illnesses in parakeets, such as cancer and tumors. I can hear them screaming in anger: “Where’s the real food?”