QUARANTINE WITH A PARROT?

So my province is going into strict lockdown again as of this weekend, curfews included; no visiting, staying at home except for essential errands, schools and offices closed. Shopping is restricted to groceries and pharmacies. The anti-maskers will be complaining, but this time around hefty fines will be imposed for those ignoring the rules, and it’s about time! Our hospitals are panicking – no doctor wants to have to decide who gets help or who is left to die, and their desires count much more than the dissidents!

The beasts and the bird are quite happy with this return of events. It is very rare that they are left alone, no grandchildren are visiting so attention is not shared, and they couldn’t ask for anything better, could they?

For the beasts, the school buses are not stopping on the corner therefore no waiting before being allowed outside. And that sassy bird? Well, she has it made, although I’m not sure she’ll come through this quarantine intact. I have threatened her with parrot stew on more than one occasion, not that she pays attention. If you want peace and quiet, do not bring a parrot into your home. This Quaker girl makes up in noise what she’s missing in size. As the day progresses she demands more and more attention and is not past screeching loudly and continually to get it, nor past biting HARD if you approach her to quiet her down!  The result is that, when I’ve had enough, I screech back at her, and we probably sound like fishermen’s wives. Karen and the dogs have learned to live with it, and to hear me repeatedly ask aloud why I ever agreed to keep that bird in the first place.

Then, each morning when I uncover her cage and open her doors, the little love will kiss my cheek and chatter softly to me for as long as I want to stand beside her. All is forgiven, and my day starts off with a SMILE.

Sharing it with you, folks, from a distance, of course!!

LUV FROM THE BUSH IN QUEBEC.