Eileen
So, as some of you know, I recently became the owner of a lorikeet. What is a lorikeet? Imagine a bird made out of rainbows with the personality of a two-year old with wings. You know, the age where everything is "mine!" and anything they can reach is on the floor or in their mouth. The problem with birds is they have wings and so pretty much everything is within reach. Doors don't do much either because they're pretty darn smart.
^This isn't her but it's a photo I took of one of her cousins so she basically looks the same.
As I've been typing this, I've had her out for about five minutes. So far she has dropped my brother's inhaler on the floor, pulled a trashbag off the counter and spilled it all over the floor, chewed a hole in my shirt, tore apart my nametag from work, knocked all the cups on the counter off, and rolled my soda can into another room. She also ate a couple of grapes but she's supposed to do that. She is currently bathing herself in the kitchen sink and getting everything in a five foot radius soaking wet.
She is absolutely fascinate with silverware. She has pulled all of the knifes out of their block on the counter and dropped them as well as the spoons and forks that were waiting to be washed. She manages to look absolutely adorable while doing all of this as well.
I was going to make this a cute little entry about lorikeets and some basic information about them like how they eat nectar and fruit (all liquid diet means she projectile poops every five minutes) and how they're from Australia and their bright colors help them blend in, but the more I type, the more damage she causes so I think I'm going to cut this short and try to lure her back into her cage.
Her name is Eileen by the way, she got the nickname because she has a back injury that causes her to lean (I Lean, haha, get it?) I just looked it up on Baby Names and it turns out the name means Beautiful Bird. Pretty Crazy. Anyways, I'm going to go now because she just knocked a vase over onto my non-waterloving beagle and he looks none too pleased.
^This isn't her but it's a photo I took of one of her cousins so she basically looks the same.
As I've been typing this, I've had her out for about five minutes. So far she has dropped my brother's inhaler on the floor, pulled a trashbag off the counter and spilled it all over the floor, chewed a hole in my shirt, tore apart my nametag from work, knocked all the cups on the counter off, and rolled my soda can into another room. She also ate a couple of grapes but she's supposed to do that. She is currently bathing herself in the kitchen sink and getting everything in a five foot radius soaking wet.
She is absolutely fascinate with silverware. She has pulled all of the knifes out of their block on the counter and dropped them as well as the spoons and forks that were waiting to be washed. She manages to look absolutely adorable while doing all of this as well.
I was going to make this a cute little entry about lorikeets and some basic information about them like how they eat nectar and fruit (all liquid diet means she projectile poops every five minutes) and how they're from Australia and their bright colors help them blend in, but the more I type, the more damage she causes so I think I'm going to cut this short and try to lure her back into her cage.
Her name is Eileen by the way, she got the nickname because she has a back injury that causes her to lean (I Lean, haha, get it?) I just looked it up on Baby Names and it turns out the name means Beautiful Bird. Pretty Crazy. Anyways, I'm going to go now because she just knocked a vase over onto my non-waterloving beagle and he looks none too pleased.