The other night we decided to stop in at the Tim Horton’s drive-through for a Boston Cream donut. Duncan was along for the ride, because he loves riding in cars. He was in the back seat, standing on his hind legs, with his little pink nose pressed up against the window.
The cashier handed GC [...]
Sometimes Duncan seems like his perfectly normal old self, hopping in the car to go for a ride to the donut shop, catching a mouse or having a 17-hour nap punctuated by occasional stretches, yawns and visits to the food bowl. But then he’ll wake up and decide he cannot rest until he catches Oboe [...]
Learn to fly.
Time-space travel to Australia in 1993.
Find out if lovebirds taste like chicken.
Get my driver’s license.
Get fat again, but not so fat I can’t squeeze under the garden gate.
Go salmon fishing in BC with the grizzly bears.
Go birdwatching in Scotland.
Have a little friend, like Mr. Peebles.
The morning after I wrote that last post about all the things my birds have destroyed, I was sitting on the couch with my laptop on my lap, and Simon was standing behind it playing peekaboo with me. He’d poke his head over the top and I’d say peekaboo and he’d look all pleased with [...]
Logan is practically blind now from the diabetes or the insulin, I’m not sure which, so he moves very slowly. After returning from a walk one day last week, he was taking a long time to step through the back door. As a result, Oboe, the winged speed demon, managed to slip outside. Suddenly the [...]
The awesomeness of The Baseline Cowboys, who I blogged about in their early days, is spreading far and wide!
Tomorrow is GC and my GC’s and mine GC’s and my’s our third anniversary. We’re going to celebrate by cruising past the Baseline Cowboys (1605 Baseline Road) on our way out to dinner. Maybe [...]
Duncan and his Vet, January 2008
Ever since I adopted Duncan from the Humane Society, I’ve referred to him as a Dogcat. Half dog, half cat. Right from Day One. He was dog-sized, and he’d come when he was called, and he’d shake his whole body vigorously like a dog, and he’d lick my face, [...]
Here’s a video of Kazoo, Simon, Oboe, Duncan, Logan and me happily sharing a shower on a hot day.
Kazoo and Oboe
I got all the birds’ vet tests back last week, and everybody’s healthy.
The big news is that Kazoo was DNA-sex-tested. With most parrots, including Double Yellow-Headed Amazons, you can’t tell the boys from the girls by looking – even by looking very, very closely. Even a vet can’t tell. They don’t [...]
The good news is that Duncan doesn’t have diabetes or a problem with his thyroid. The bad news is that he’s got kidney disease. And the bad news with that is that there’s no cure. But treatment can make him more comfortable and improve both the quantity and quality of his life.
Treatment. If I [...]