Category Archives: Pearl

When I was 6 years old, I began begging my folks for a bird. By the time I turned 8 years old, I had my first parakeet, Perky. Perky and I spent hours together each day – he taught me about handling and understanding birds (some days I was a better student than others) andContinueContinue reading “The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill”

The other day I tried to brown one of my mom’s homemade veggie burgers on my stove. I almost burned my head off. Let me tell you, burning hair smells just TERRIBLE. When I told my good friend Monica about the incident, the one and only question she asked me was, “And what were youContinueContinue reading “Shiny Tasty Things”

I don’t know if all birds have the kind of love affair with the toothbrush that Pearl does, but there is definitely something special going on there. Mine is electric. It looks like this: It is long, slim, and two-toned. So I suppose my long, slim, and two-toned avian might be forgiven for assuming thatContinueContinue reading “My Toothbrush, My Friend”

As previously mentioned in detail, Pearl has a fondness for shreddable things. There is a reason my folks have nicknamed her “The Great Destroyer”. After countless attempts to lure her away from the metalwork, the wicker, and the grout, I finally got the bright idea to get her her very own shred basket. I filledContinueContinue reading “The Great Destroyer”

Like babies, puppies, and vacuum cleaners, you just never know what a certain feathery someone might decide to ingest. Once my parents’ dachsund, JP Morgan (like the bluegrass song not the bank), decided to consume an entire box of his emergency medicine. Caps, containers, instructions and all. He not only survived, but appears to beContinueContinue reading “The Mashed Potato King”

It’s an interesting contrast – to watch myself go through an average day…. And then to watch Pearl. Once I haul my booty out of bed in the morning, for the most part I know there’s no going back until the day is done. For Pearl, on the other hand, waking up is just aContinueContinue reading “The Nap Champion”

Recently I started my pre-spring spring closet cleaning. I always travel around to colleges during the spring, usually starting in February, and sometimes it can be quite cold in the places I visit (we Texas gals are heat-lovers). Plus, fashion trends inevitably shift every decade or so, and I often don’t notice, which is whyContinueContinue reading “Spring Cleaning”

I suppose it’s awfully hard to believe that this: Could possibly be related to this: But according to Sy Montgomery, author of the awesome book “Birdology”, I am living with a tiny dinosaur. Cooooooooool. In her book, Sy shares fascinating facts – like how baby tyrannosaurs were covered in down (nevermind that how the scientistsContinueContinue reading “The Littlest Pterodactyl”

Here at Casa Feathers n’ Beak, we are not afraid of new, interesting additions to the household. I, personally, am fond of vintage finds – as in scouring thrift stores with my mom or friends until I find something that prompts the inevitable question, “What is it?” That’s how you know you’ve found something worthContinueContinue reading “There’s Always a Bigger Bird”

Bigger, more intelligent birds often bond with just one person in their lifetime. Cockatiels, luckily, are pure people-lovers. In other words, they are extroverts of the highest order. Many of my friends never even got near a bird before they met Pearl, and were surprised (most I’d say happily) at her readiness to leap ontoContinueContinue reading “Daddy’s Girl”