My apologies for the slow progress of this blog lately. But there have been some issues that have prevented me from moving it forward. I had a death in the family which means I am now able to count the remaining members of my clan on one hand.
My flying career has become tense with the current management team beginning to look like the clown car at the circus. However, things are “adjusting.” Hopefully in a couple of months all will be right with the world and quoting “A Christmas Story,” I will once again be “getting off spectacular hip shots.” In the next few weeks I’ll be catching up with this site bringing you all the stuff that went on while I was busy not writing here. Again, I’m sorry.
I just hope that clown car doesn’t start acting up again:
And now, back to the blog:
My blog can be found under quite a few tags. Among them, “Parrot Blog,” “Bird Blog,” and ‘Blogging About Parrots.” And I suppose it is mainly of interest to people with birds. But if you take a look at the overall scheme of things, if you look under the bed, and poke around in the closet into the heart of things here, it really isn’t about our little guys. Or our big guys. Not really.
When I began this blog, I suppose I thought it would be about parrots. But I soon discovered that it is extremely difficult to write about nothing but parrots unless you’re Joseph Forshaw and want to write a book of encyclopedic proportions that would keep a door open in a hurricane.
I have always maintained several truths about what I know, who I am in this world of birds, and I’ve also been fairly clear about what I am not:
I am not an expert. I’m a writer. I have ideas, I have thoughts and I have a pretty clear agenda about what in the hell I’ve been doing writing this for close to five years.
Dr. Susan Friedman at the Oasis Sanctuary
This collection of posts is about the people and about experiences in aviculture. If it was just about the birds, I would have run out of fuel a long time ago. There’s only so much you can write about birds if you aren’t a behaviorist, a scientist or a researcher. Dr. Susan Friedman I’m not. I don’t pretend to be Dr. Greg Harrison. Or Dr. Donald Brightsmith. But to be them and to write a blog like this would be out of place. I don’t think it could be done. They all have fairly clear agendas and they stick to it faithfully.
I was at an event where Susan Friedman was speaking. Someone asked her when she was going to “change up” her presentation. And while I can’t remember word for word what she said, it amounted to the fact that “Science is Science. It is what it is.” In other words, Susan’s agenda is behavior. And changing her agenda of what she teaches would be like trying to change the fact that gravity exists. It is what it is. And there’s only so many ways you can explain a scientific principle.
I am not hemmed in by gravity. Or behavior. Or any other strict subject matter. And I couldn’t stick to it if I wanted to. I simply keep my ear to the ground, wander around a bit to see what’s going on and write about it. I’m rarely evangelistic about it, if at all. Again, that’s not what this blog is about. I don’t do a whole lot of screaming. And when I do, it’s usually about stuff most people should already know and I get frustrated by their lack of information when it’s all over the place. That’s when I get a little hot under the collar. I’m trying to get better about that…
My goal is to simply present what’s going on, what I see and hear and what people are doing as they go about their lives that happen to have birds in it. I’ll be doing quite a bit of this in the upcoming year. I have a lot of events to cover and I’m behind on some of the events I already did cover. So I have a lot on my plate as far as catching up here. Some projects haven’t even hatched yet and they have already become controversial. Stay tuned and you’ll see what I mean. Tempest in a teapot? Perhaps…
Her Name is “Tempest.”
But when we continue with our lives with birds, there are some things to keep in mind:
Yes, we love birds. We have birds in our lives and we love them, keep them, dote on them, care for them and talk about them. But being a “One Trick Pony” doesn’t bring anything new to their lives. The more fully you live your life, the better off your birds will be. I think your birds pick up on how content you are. If you’re happy, they’re happy. And vice versa.
I simply believe that life with parrots is still a life. It’s a human life. And I think if you’re doing it right, there’s a hell of a lot more going on than just cleaning cages, making bird food, and trying to be right all the time in various groups and pages on Facebook. And if that’s all you’ve got, then, well, perhaps it’s time to rethink things.
February 10, 2013 at 10:56 am
Very well written Patricia. Makes me look at myself and how i handle things in a different way. Most of us need to make some changes.
February 10, 2013 at 11:34 am
I think you do a beautiful job, Lynne.
February 10, 2013 at 11:26 am
I absolutely loved this article! Another high five to you!
February 10, 2013 at 11:33 am
Thanks so much Irena. Sometimes I just want to make sense of things. Writing it down helps.
February 10, 2013 at 1:16 pm
I’m sorry for your loss. My clan goes extinct when I’m gone, so I can empathise.
February 10, 2013 at 1:17 pm
Awesome! Thank You for the reminder to keep Learn, Living,Loving and Laughing………..
February 10, 2013 at 2:54 pm
My little cockatoo and I are growing older together and we both have slowed down the last couple of years. We have been together on this journey for 27 wonderful years.
February 10, 2013 at 4:27 pm
Patricia, I’ve been a fan for years–just not very “tech” savvy. I’ve always been afraid to put myself “out there” on the internet. Your melancholy of late has touched me, and I would flatter myself that I might offer some solace. At least, I could hope to offer you a smile. I read your friend Heather’s book, which I found fascinating, as I worked a union job (mail carrier) for 31 years, 5 of them as shop steward, and understand how hard it is to deal with management, and how helpless you may feel sometimes. I noticed you said you never regretted adopting Parker, but didn’t mention Pepper any Nayla.. I know from occasionally birdsitting that two birds are four times the work, and three must, at times. be overwhelming! If you never do anything else for pet parrots, your chop concept has, I’m sure, greatly improved the lives of many captive creatures. Now for the smile–I wrap some treats (almonds) in a non-bleached coffee filter for my grey, Bob. He’s so happy with it, he holds it in his right foot and swings it in a circle like a pitcher winding up while bobbing his head up and down. THAT is unmitigated JOY, and to witness it is worth all the cleaning, scrubbing and vacuuming! Best wishes to you and your flock. Remember, “This, too, will pass”.
February 11, 2013 at 12:35 am
As someone who’s become rather sick of the “holier than thou” state of some Internet groups I’ve spent time on over the years. I find your state of mind a confirmation that I need to step away from such groups, and spend more time with my birds. Thanks for keepin it real 😉
Condolences on your loss. And on the state of your employer. If its any consolation you’re not alone.
Looking forward to more updates! I always enjoy your writing.