Birds of a Feather

It goes like this: one morning, Mommy takes me to the store, I fall asleep in the car, Mommy makes a U-turn, and when I wake up, I'm in a magical place filled with beautiful animals! Wow! What a wonderful dream...except that it wasn't a dream!

Mommy took me back to one of my favorite places---the aquarium. Now, I know that you're looking at the picture and saying, "I don't think she means 'aquarium'." But I do! It just happened to be on the day that a local parrot organization was there. They rescue and care for exotic birds that have been abused or abandoned. The bird that Mommy is holding is Mishca. She is 5 years old (which is like a baby since parrots can live to be 75 years old or older!). I forget what kind of parrot Mishca is but Mommy was told that the breed that Mishca is will most likely be extinct in the wild by the time I am Mommy's age. How sad.

So, Mommy gave a donation, and we got our picture taken. If Mommy looks a litte less than "picture-ready" you have to understand that she had to hold me, hold her arm straight for the heavy bird to sit on, and she had to hold my arm so I didn't lunge to try to grab the bird---I have NO fear when it comes to petting and loving all kinds of animals. Mommy did manage to smile but she was very nervous the whole time.

The funny thing is that I learned the word "bird" just last week, and now point to all of the birds in our backyard. Mishca is A LOT bigger, of course, and prettier than those birds. I just wish I could pet her!!