Tari

The feathers on her ears are just a different color. Thanks everyone for looking and all the great comments.

Ok now I was not tring to high jack the thread just wanted to know if that is the chian miltie was talking about. lol

Can I wear my T shirt and jeans? I hate dress up cloths.

I got mine in the baby department and I hang them. She well beak it but does not get on it. The chain next to Que is that what you are talking about?

Got a fair one or two of Que this morning but only posting one.

How old is he? Any histry on the bird?

I am sure you well do a great job.

I was surpised it come out so well it is so dark outside and in the house had to use the flash. But still not to bad of a picture. PS I was so happy she did not spit up breakfast that I cried and woke the hubby up to tell him. :laugh:<br><br>Post edited by: Tari, at: 2007/07/15 14:25

Just want to let you know Ill be closing this sometime after lunch and annouce a winner soon after. Keep an eye on this forum though Ill have a new contest up Monday or Tuesday. Something I think you all well like much better.

For the first time in a week she did not throw up any of her breakfast. Here is a new picture. Her tail is almost all grown out. Please excuss the breakfast on her face. She is having such a good time on the playgym I dont want to wash it right now. lol I know Im a bad mommmy.

Thank you Lidia. Yes I bought the 10 inch one and dressed it up myself. Twice since I bought it. My Que is a female too and she so far is not using as a nest box. She well play in it and do the boogy in it but she does not sleep in it. Good Luck

Sorry I can't make any promises I might not be able to keep. But I well promise to cover my mouth so you dont see me laugh.

I have a TAG she is a sweet laid back bird. Has yet to draw blood when she bites. She does not like to be touched. This was not always true when she was young she would offer her head to be scratched but slowly she stopped doing this at about 2 years of age. Nothing happened she just stopped over time. She is a closet talker. And can go weeks without saying human words. She is good about new toys and not a fearful bird. Except of my husband he is to loud and moves to fast and spooks her a lot.

Hehe I like that one.

It was getting a little crowded in Heaven :evil: It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided to change the Admittance policy. The new law was that in order to get into Heaven, you had to have a really bad day on the day that you died. The policy would go into effect at noon the next day. So, the next day at 12:01 the first person came to the gates of Heaven. The Angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, promptly asked the man, "Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day was going when you died." "The man said. "I came home to my 25th-floor apartment on my lunch hour and caught my wife having an affair. But while she and I were arguing, her lover hid. I immediately began searching for him. Just as I was about to give up, I happened to glance out onto the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by his fingertips! The nerve of that guy! Well, I ran out onto the balcony and stomped on his fingers until he fell to the ground. But wouldn't you know it, he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his fall and he didn't die. This ticked me off even more. In a rage, I went back inside to get the first heavy thing I could get my hands on to throw at him. Oddly enough, the first thing I thought of was the refrigerator. I unplugged it, pushed it out onto the balcony, and tipped it over the side. It plummeted 25 stories and crushed him! The excitement of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack and died almost instantly." The Angel sat back and thought a moment. Technically, the guy did have a bad day. It was a crime of passion. So, the Angel announced, "OK, sir. Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven ," and let him in. A few seconds later the next guy came up. To the Angel's surprise, it was Donald Trump. "Mr. Trump, before I can let you in, I need to hear about what your day was like when you died." Trump said, "No problem. But you're not going to believe this. I was on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a lot of pressure so I was really pushing hard to relieve my stress. I guess I got a little carried away, slipped, and accidentally fell over the side! Luckily, I was able to catch myself by the fingertips on the balcony below mine. But all of a sudden this crazy man comes running out of his apartment, starts cussing, and stomps on my fingers. Well, of course I fell. I hit some trees and bushes at the bottom, which broke my fall, so I didn't die right away. As I'm laying there face up on the ground, unable to move and in excruciating pain, I see this guy push his refrigerator of all things off the balcony. It falls the 25 floors and lands on top of me, killing me instantly." The Angel is quietly laughing to himself as Trump finishes his story. "I could get used to this new policy," he thinks to himself. "Very well," the Angel announces. "Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven ," and he lets Trump enter. A few seconds later, Bill Clinton comes up to the gate. The Angel is almost too shocked to speak. Thoughts of assassination and war pour through the Angel's head. Finally he says, "Mr. President, please tell me what it was like the day you died." Clinton says, "OK, picture this. I'm naked, inside a refrigerator......

They grow up so fast.

Not me but I never go to the bank. My husband does all that and he goes inside.

Not too long Greys need them in thier diet unlike most other birds.

My grey is on Zupreem but mostly she gets veggies, fruid, rice, pasta and a little seed.

ewwww {Feel-bad-000200A3} and I just ate breakfast. Shame shame. lol

Sorry no clue maybe someone well come along thats knows who you are talking about. <br><br>Post edited by: Tari, at: 2007/07/12 17:08

I love your stories so far they are just great. Im not entering but I have a story to help this move along. Keep in mind I am awful at this. lo My First quaker was a green quaker and his name was Draco. He was also the first bird I ever hand fed. He was so spoiled. My mother had been in the hospital out of state and I had been gone a week. He was only about 2 months old just weaned and I was so worried he would forget me. lol I got home and of course had to run and get him out of the cage. He jumps up on my shoulder and grabs a piece of skin. I said ouch. His reply was. "ouch ouch ouch". His very first words and I laughed and he laughed for the very first time. I was so happy I cried.<br><br>Post edited by: Tari, at: 2007/07/12 17:05

Your story is great and what a great picture.

This is great news. I hope your baby hatches soon.