only sleeping

Eating: Yoplait Original 99% fat free Pina Colada yogurt
Drinking: Dasani strawberry flavored water, Maxwell House french vanilla coffee
Smoking: Too much
Watching: Kaput & Zosky, waiting for The Ren and Stimpy Show

Say hello to Camilla. She is a lutino cockatiel, roughly 15 months old, who came to live with me last July.

Her hobbies include (but are not limited to): Viciously and vindictively attacking her toys when they dare to brush against her, pooping on food that she finds offensive in an attempt to Send Me a Message, falling off of her perches while making Bird Eyes at me, eating, eating, eating, did I mention eating? Splashing around in her water dish, screaching in my ear whilst sitting on my shoulder, yelling her head off every time the Enzyte (For Natural Male Enhancement�) commercial comes on television, and playing the whistling game with me.

Because she was kept in very close proximity with a blue and gold macaw, an amazon, and a sun conure, she is *incredibly* loud when she wants to be, and seems to have no clue that, as a female cockatiel, she should not be interested in vocalizing very much. She whistles constantly. She can wolf-whistle like a pro, and seems to enjoy making up variations on that theme, especially when I'm involved with talking to someone on the telephone. She seems to get incredibly miffed if she is not included in the conversation in *some* way. There have even been a few times (2, to be exact) where it sounded suspiciously like she was trying to say a *word*.

She didn't come from a very good breeder, those seem to be in very short supply in my area. She has the notorious "lutino bald spot", which means the breeder probably bred two lutinos together instead of breeding a lutino with a grey (or other mutation). She was terrified of hands when I got her, but slowly she's figuring out that she likes it when I rub her chest. She still isn't terribly fond of head-scritches, but she likes to cuddle up on my chest, with her face shoved as close as mine as she can manage. The breeder had her on an all-seed diet, but she's slowly getting used to new things. Currently, her favorite thing in the world seems to be popcorn. She also went nuts for a batch of birdy bread I baked for her, back around Christmas. (jiffy corn muffin mix, corn, peas, carrots, a hardboiled egg + shell, and some seed) Because of this, I'm slaving away tonight making up a new batch. I get such a kick out of the fact that she attacks it with such *glee*, even though she turns her nose up at most fresh veggies.

Tonight's recipe:

1/2 cup fresh peas
1/2 cup fresh green beans
1/4 cup sweet corn
1/4 cup sweet potato
1 hardboiled egg + shell
1/4 cup of seed mix
1 box Jiffy corn muffin mix
1 egg
1/3 cup of water

All veggies and the egg are pureed in the food processor and then added with the water and the second egg to the corn muffin mix, mixed, and baked till golden. This stuff freezes *really* well. I make small muffins, freeze them in packs of four, and then every day, I give her half in the morning, and half in the evening, before bed.

Right now, she *knows* what I'm doing. Or thinks she does, at least. Every time she hears the microwave beep, she assumes it means popcorn. For her, of course. Also, she assumes popcorn is on the way when my coffee maker beeps. Now, she's also progressed to assuming that the sound of the food processor also means good food for her, so she's up on her rope perch, eyeing me impatiently. Because as of yet, I haven't brought anything *good* back, with me.

She has absolutely no patience. But since I don't either, it works out rather well.

This summer, I'm totally looking into getting a male. I am not truly happy unless the house is completely chaotic, and...we're getting there!