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- An Ohio dairy farmer kept pet dogs and a parrot.
The farmer's house was sitting near a small hill where his dogs were kept
(outside) during nice weather. The parrot sat in the window and would
watch the dogs running. He'd wait until the dogs got to the top of the
hill and then he'd holler "(Whistle) Here Boy!" Those dogs
would barrel down the hill at full tilt - all the way to the house, then
look around to see who called them. The parrot would just sit there...
silent... until the dogs ran back up the hill - then he'd call them down
again.
- When I was living in Ohio and working full-time, part of our week-morning routine
involved having Pakshi keep me
company while I showered and got dressed for work. Most
mornings he'd be happy to sit on his perch and yammer little noises at me,
but occasionally he was a little more demanding. When he was in "a
mood", he'd scream at me (which wasn't much fun in the confined area of
the bathroom). One morning in particular he started carrying on, and
I couldn't figure out what he wanted. In exasperation I yelled at
him and said "Pakshi! You're being a big pain in the butt!" Pakshi
looked up at me and said "You're a big
Kakaboodie."
- The holiday meal was over and my parents had moved into the loungeroom
to relax after eating. Bubba
was out of his cage and wandered along the back of the couch where my
father was sitting. Bubba was potty trained and not known for
having "accidents", but on this occasion, he left a very large
"calling card" on the couch immediately behind my father's
right shoulder. I saw it happen, but before I could move to clean
it up (or warn Dad not to lean back into it), Bubba suddenly
turned around, picked up the poo himself, and very deliberately
placed it on Dad's shoulder.
- Jesse had
been out of her cage for a while and we'd been playing, but now it was
time for me to cook dinner. Knowing that she'd try to get into the
middle of whatever I was doing (and not wanting to have to fight her
off while preparing a meal), I decided to put her back in her
cage. She didn't want to go, and was struggling with me, grabbing
the sides of the cage door and clinging to me and whatever else she
could grab. In exasperation I said "Awe, cummon, Jesse.
It's only for a little while." She turned her head to look up
into my face and said "No it's NOT!"
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