On Sat, 08 Sep 2007 21:14:16 +0000, Larry wrote:


Have you sent Poland a "Billy Bass" plaque, yet?! The novelty wears off
them really fast, too. I see 10 a week at the local thrift shop
shelves....(c;

Hell no! First time I saw one I figured whoever designed it was only
half as smart as the dumbest bass. Makes a whoopee cushion look
positively classy.
BTW, my wife told me the talking bird is alive and well, but her
mother now has to lock her doors to keep the villagers from kidnapping
it.

The parrots are very irritating, but so are all pets, sometimes. But,
I'm typing this with my hand-raised Blue and Gold Macaw sitting on my
shoulder....on one foot.....asleep....leaning against my right ear. I
can hear his little two-chambered, simple heart beating away through his
left wing. I don't see how they live 100 years with it beating so hard,
even while asleep! It's just thumping away. His head is under his right
wing, where they store it while sleeping. He snores and that one foot
he's balanced on sure has a strong grip if I move, even while he's
sleeping. It grabs on right through my t-shirt into the skin...ouch!

Wow. You put me right there.

If you, a stranger, approach his cage and peer in at him, he's trained to
say, "Oh-oh...Now what?!"....(c; Great fun, every time.

My youngest daughter was walking at 7 months and amazing the
neighborhood kids. She knew to say "mama" and "dada." Her third
word was "What?!" Didn't mean anything, she just liked it.
A 10-year old friend of my son's came over to the front fence to ask
my wife if he could come out to play. He didn't even see the little
one standing on the other side of the fence at his feet. Just as he
was about to say something to my wife the little shouted up at him
"What?!"
He about had a heart attack, shouting at my wife, "She can talk!
She can talk!"
Thanks for the parrot stories. I'll remember them.

--Vic