Pippin will sing along to almost any noise - conversations at the table below him, a boiling kettle, a running tap, crackling plastic or foil... I greatly enjoy the backdrop of twitterings and funny sounds that make up almost every morning and evening. He also loves music, and joined in with particular gusto during a recent playing of Handel's Messiah.
I love how he always stops as soon as the music finishes.
Happy Christmas to all!
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Friday, 24 December 2010
Sunday, 24 August 2008
Lord of the Rings
Anyone who's ever had a bird will know how much personality these tiny creatures can have; we certainly never tire of watching Pippin and his many tricks. If we don't come downstairs early enough for him in the morning, he calls and calls until we appear; he then settles into the contented twittering (which often sounds rather like R2 D2) which is his natural state for much of the time. If he hasn't got people to talk to, he'll talk to the boiling kettle, or the frying bacon, or sing along with music - he especially loves the Stones, INXS, and Lovers Electric - so really he just loves to talk.
His main obsession at present, however, is with a set of plastic rings we hung in his cage some weeks back. At first he ignored them and I thought of taking them out again; however, he soon realised that there was a bell hanging at the bottom of them, and it became his life's work to remove it...
He also loves the little plastic balls that hang around on the bottom of the cage; for some reason he takes umbrage at them being moved elsewhere - such as to the top of the ladder - and will hop over and toss them down, usually within about five seconds of them being placed there. He'll then throw them around on the floor, with his beak or his foot, until he remembers that he still hasn't removed the bell from the bottom of the rings, and returns for another go at it.
Pippin just loves Dave, and if he sees him passing the cage will often call until Dave stops to talk to him, and rub his belly through the bars.
We hope that one day he'll be tame enough to come out of the cage and fly around the house; not quite yet though.
His main obsession at present, however, is with a set of plastic rings we hung in his cage some weeks back. At first he ignored them and I thought of taking them out again; however, he soon realised that there was a bell hanging at the bottom of them, and it became his life's work to remove it...
He also loves the little plastic balls that hang around on the bottom of the cage; for some reason he takes umbrage at them being moved elsewhere - such as to the top of the ladder - and will hop over and toss them down, usually within about five seconds of them being placed there. He'll then throw them around on the floor, with his beak or his foot, until he remembers that he still hasn't removed the bell from the bottom of the rings, and returns for another go at it.
Pippin just loves Dave, and if he sees him passing the cage will often call until Dave stops to talk to him, and rub his belly through the bars.
We hope that one day he'll be tame enough to come out of the cage and fly around the house; not quite yet though.
Sunday, 1 June 2008
Pippin
Pippin came home with us in a little lunchbox, like a chicken dinner... no chips though. He was initially a little nervous in his cage but started settling in pretty quickly; now he seems very happy. He likes getting right inside the seed box and scratching, so that seed sprays everywhere around the room, and he likes his ladder, and turning inside-out somersaults (see below).
He also likes sleeping.
No one has heard of 'budgies' in the US... they're called 'parakeets' here. Pippin is, however, most definitely a budgie, and is very sweet and funny. The little twists he does at the very end of the clip here are amongst the funniest moves in his repertoire at present.
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