tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54909302011-06-07T23:11:38.143-07:00Bird BlogA bird's lifeSamnoreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490930.post-1143054334904466612006-03-22T11:05:00.000-08:002006-03-22T11:05:34.906-08:00On Saturday morning I saw a big-fat Kestrel. It was perched in a tree watching me. I growled to alert everyone. No one seemed to listen. I was scared. I tried to be still, but I couldn't. I was certain I'd been spotted so I panicked. I let out an alarm call as I flew away. Unfortunately, I ran into the wall and that kind of smarted. My person came and got me and tried to calm me down, but I don'tpeanuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13776386002477838201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490930.post-1056427079106562252003-06-23T20:57:00.000-07:002003-06-23T20:57:59.003-07:00My people come and go. I can hardly keep track of them. When they come home, I like to tell them about my day. I use my loud voice because they don't seem to hear me when I talk quietly. They don't seem that old, but maybe they're getting on.
I'm a busy bird. Eating is a priority, of course, but I also like to watch my friends outside. They seem to work really hard for their food. Mine peanuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13776386002477838201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490930.post-1055962405815360242003-06-18T11:53:00.000-07:002003-06-18T11:53:25.700-07:00I woke up and it was dark. Finally I heard someone's voice and waited for my cover to be removed. I heard noises in the kitchen: cabinets being opened, dishes, silverware, water running, the microwave. Finally he opened the covers and let me out. I got some itches on my head and then perched on his fingers and we went to the Gold Cage in the kitchen. This is pretty exciting because there is a lotpeanuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13776386002477838201noreply@blogger.com