When you’ve been out of the egg for 21-and-a-half consecutive nesting seasons, you have had ample opportunity to learn that expecting things to stay the same is both optimistic and unlikely.
On the one hand – positivity. You’ve got it. (And what ladybird doesn’t love positivity?)
On the other hand – reality. The food chain o’ life. Unwelcome planet-changing microbes. Nesting hawks with hungry hawklets to feed.
And so you learn to appreciate the small stuff.
The tiniest “found” treasures are worth sinking your beak into and savoring.
Each morning when the early bird starts singing (and wakes you up far too early yet again), you remember today could be the day that life hands you something wonderful.
For example, you could be just out and about, scoping the terrain, scouting for snacks, when all of a sudden…..found mashed – and fixed just the way you like it!
Pearl, Malti, Bruce & their mama
Oh Pearl you are adorable, my cockatiels and budgies love mash potatoes too.
Your feathers clearly have five-feather palates just like Pearl! <3
Dont discount your large, featherless waitress. She would do anything for you even learn to cook.
This is true – she has learned to boil rice now because the grocers ran out of Pearl’s favorite pre-cooked kind! <3