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unusual-uraniidae · 1 year
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Having a parrot can be pretty nice sometimes ❤️🥰
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I'll give you a presumptuous roommate who acts like you're his maid even though you are paying just as much as him for your damn dorm
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thebrainrotsreal · 1 month
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Thinking about de-aged Bruce via magical shenanigans being a bit of a menace. He will bite you if given the chance, and will draw blood. Slippery as an eel to catch. Don't even think you can corner him in his own home, he knows every single secret room and deep tunnel in the manor. Your eyes are scratch-able to him. Try telling he's the future and he's demanding you tell him who killed his parents. Can't tell him? Alright then, you're lying. He would've found out by now if this really the future.
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rotcelfer · 6 months
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collab animation i did with the background of qn-lam.tumblr.com
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l3irdl3rain · 1 year
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i was wondering how you feel about teaching parrots to talk? is there any substance to it? do they actually understand what they’re saying or do they just learn that those vocalizatjons get them treats? is there any risk persay to teaching parrots to talk? i’ve been doing my own research ofc but i was wondering your thoughts if you wouldn’t mind sharing them!
I don’t know of any downsides really? The only one I’ve ever heard people claim is teaching your birds to swear can make it harder to find them a home if they ever have to be rehomed.
I think it’s a good way to socialize with your birds, especially birds that don’t like to be touched. Parrots love to vocalize alone and with their friends. Obviously we’re incapable of mimicking parrot noises, so that really just leaves us with the option of speaking to them.
They obviously don’t fully understand human speech, but they’re definitely capable of recognizing phrases and their “meaning”. I’ve seen this in birds I’ve worked with myself and you can see it all over online as well. My mom’s African grey is extremely intelligent and has a large vocabulary. When he’s nervous we tell him “it’s okay” and now he understands this is a comfort phrase. When he was trying to make friends with my mom’s cockatoo he repeatedly told her “it’s okay” because she kept trying to get away from him. If you upset him he calls you a poopyhead, because he knows that’s what we call him when he’s doing something he shouldn’t be.
Even my mom’s cockatoo, who isn’t capable of a lot of speech, seems to understand and recognize certain phrases we say to her, even if she doesn’t say them back. She does say “hi bird” and “bye bye” and she’s fully capable of using them in the proper context. If I don’t say bye bye to her before I leave my mom’s house she makes sure to yell it at me as I’m going out the door. She never says bye bye when I first enter the house, that’s always “hi bird”
And even birds like Joey, who have a nonexistent vocabulary, still love to be talked to. A lot of birds especially like when you speak loud because they also love to be loud. My dad has a naturally very loud voice and even though Joey would bite him given the chance he also loves if my dad stands nearby and talks to him.
There’s definitely a lot more info you can find online about this topic, this is really just a lot of examples of birds I know personally. Parrots are extremely intelligent, and until you’ve lived/worked with them it can be hard to grasp what that means In my opinion. People telling you “oh they’re so smart” will never prepare you for just how smart they are.
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makkie-is-screaming · 3 months
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I should fucking kill myself
#I have this anger and dislike towards my little brother that’s totally unwarranted like he’s 10 it’s just my issues#n whenever I feel his hatred towards him I want to gut myself like#it’s not his fault that my moms a better mom for him n that he’s not scared of her#It’s not his fault that my dads sober and present for him#it’s not his fault that my older brother is a good brother to him n has never hurt him#it’s not his fault he’s not scared of telling someone he’s hurt or of getting food#it’s not his fault he parrots all of my parents insane conservative views#but I still hold so much anger and resentment#When I look at him I see him getting all the things I never got and being free of the traumas I went through#and I know it’s good and I’m happy he’s grown up in a safer environment but I’m so angry that I didn’t have those parents#and I know he’s also missing so many things I got#But it fucking hurts seeing how loved and safe he is and wishing I had been that innocent at that age#like when he’s fighting with my mom it’s over school work n video games n then he thinks he can talk shit ???#when I was fighting with my mom it was bc she came home from work in a rage#when I was mad at my dad it was because he got drunk n came home n yelled at my mom until she was crying in a corner then left#When I was screaming at my older brother it’s because I was tired of him hurting me not because he called me a name#I’m a horrible sister to him and I hate it because when he was a baby I was so fiercely protective of him and so happy to be his sister#I watched his shows with him and kept him entertained when my parents got bad n I promised myself I’d take care of him the way I never was#but I failed n now I can barely stand being around him#like I’m such a good sister to my sister but that’s it#n it makes me feel worse about my relationship w my brother bc I know I can be better but I’m just a horrible jealous bitch who should die#screaming
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meatriarch · 1 month
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junkartie · 5 months
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Like normally i wouldnt worry too much about her symptoms rn but my vet told me she had a very small amount of candida in her crop and that he felt there was an underlying illness like a cold that was causing her to feel even worse. The illness should be cleared up rn and given how minor her thrush is it just doesnt seem normal how bad her symptoms are. Im really hoping this is just because shes extremely small for her age and that she’ll get past this in the next two weeks. I dont know. Im not a bird expert but i think i have done everything i can. I fill her warm water bottles every hour and try and add some humidity in the air. Trying not to leave my house much just in case the worst happens because i wouldnt want her to go through it alone
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uniquesherin · 1 year
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Me and my child! Kisses!
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norisus · 2 years
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I am extremely inconsistent with my sona’s colours and markings lol
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Coming back for me
One big job and they'd be home free. High risk, yeah, but high reward, hello? A near-priceless lost art piece from before World War II in, if her informant was truthful, near-immaculate condition. Chloe even had a fence lined up.
That didn't mean it was going to be easy to convince her.
The orphanage didn't look so bad from the outside. Chloe was even a little impressed at the new TV inside, where kids of various ages sat on the floor in a semicircle with Paw Patrol reflected in their eyes. The rug they were on was nice. The white-sponge-painted walls decorated with colorful murals here and there were nice.
Meenu saw her from down the hall. The time between her blinking in shock, gasping, flashing a grin almost like an emoji and then barreling into Chloe's midsection was approximately two seconds.
"YOU CAME BACK!"
"Hey!"
Chloe pushed at the girl's shoulders, but Meenu had wrapped her arms around her midsection and grinned up at her. She'd been so loud a couple of the little kids looked away from the telly.
"You have a black eye," Chloe said, gritting her teeth. The child finally released her.
Meenu snorted, affecting a smug pose with her hands on her hips. "It's no big deal."
"Oh really?"
Chloe wanted to choke on her own spit. She wanted to pick the girl up and run for the gate. Right now.
Not an option though. India did not mess around with out-of-country adoption and was one of the toughest places to finagle the paperwork mess of it all. And maybe Chloe understood that, but not all of it.
As a single woman, she could adopt, provided her background check came back clean. Which. Well. Chloe hadn't done any jail time, at least. But she had wanted to chew her arm off after reading the rule against gay couples adopting.
"What happened, Meenu?"
"What, my new eyeshadow?" Meenu fluttered her eyelashes, grinning. "I was trying your signature look."
"Very funny," Chloe said. "On just your right eye?"
"I was interrupted midway through my influencer makeup routine."
Chloe would have deflected in the same way when she was that age. She bit her lip and squatted down, the hem of her vermilion kurta brushing the floor.
"Listen, I don't have a lot of time. What happened to--to everything? Your store? Where's your parrot?"
Meenu's face didn't break its grin. Chloe knew it was a mask. Breaking the facade would allow the floodgates to burst open.
She sighed.
"Kid, you don't have to smile."
"You think I want to cry in front of everyone?"
Meenu said it in a quick, quiet, snappy voice that belied her years. It ached that it reminded Chloe of Nadine when she refused to discuss a pain point she was probably overdue getting off her chest.
"'Right then," Chloe said. "What happened to your face?"
Silence.
Chloe, for her part, knew no amount of gentle or pointed questions would have gotten through to her when she was that age either. The gauze of the hurt wound around itself until it became armor, a tough spot that was also a sore spot.
She reached into the pockets of her dungarees and brought out Ganesh. The fabric of the kurta revealed him and the statuette caught Meenu's big, brown, sad eyes.
"Remember this?"
Meenu blinked several times at the elephant-headed god in her hands, then back at Chloe.
"You really wanted it, right?"
"Are you leaving me again?" Meenu shot back.
"What's all this then?" Chloe folded her arms, still squatting to meet Meenu's eyes. "Y'know that my father gave me that? It means a lot to me."
It looked like Meenu was realizing something.
"But I--"
"You know I'll be coming back for it," Chloe said, and stood up, her knees' lament finally having reached intolerable levels. "Take care of it for me, yeah?"
"Wait--miss--Chloe!"
Meenu's fist had closed over the little Ganesh and she had gripped Chloe's kurta with the other.
The girl was looking around them, as if making sure the little ones were engrossed in watching Marshall the Dalmatian save the day, and that the minder, an elderly woman with an inscrutable face watching them from a short distance, and the security by the doors wouldn't hear. She waved Chloe down again and whispered into her ear.
"They took BTS to a pet shop!"
Chloe took several points of psychic damage before connecting the dots. "Your bird--"
"Yes!" Meenu was frantic suddenly. Chloe was reminded of their first meeting, of how Meenu couldn't even let her go back then. "They have him in the window at the Woodstock Pet Shop in--"
"--is named after a K-Pop group--"
"--you have to get him out!'
Chloe blinked at the girl. Her mental to-do list of getting Meenu out of here and back home to Australia and its bulleted requirements was now straining under the weight of adding buy or, if Meenu's attitude is any sort of sign, possibly commit a pet store heist to rescue a small yellow-green parrot named BTS.
And that same to-do list had convince Nadine to join me in stealing back a famous painting from an alleged war criminal on it.
Chloe swallowed and put on a bright smile for the minder, whose glare could melt an American car right about now. The woman's sari was immaculate and she had gripped Meenu's arm above the elbow as a subtle sign of ending the visit.
"See you soon, kid!"
"Bye, Chloe!"
Meenu had tucked the Ganesh statue into her sleeve, Chloe saw as the minder led her away, back down the hall and around the corner.
Out on the street, finally exhaling, Chloe hunched over to look at her phone. Thank goodness that it seemed only one using-a-Charles-Schulz-comic-strip-character-without-license pet store appeared nearby as she panned around Google Maps with her finger.
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so unwell about so much I have in this fucking chapter & I'm not even that far in it
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modernminstrel · 1 month
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These are my babies! Anyone wanna follow along on their journey with me?
I’ll post the update videos here, IG and TikTok (@eigethedeige on those) so whichever works best for you is cool with me. I’m just excited to have people join in with how psyched I am! 🖤
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vvussyboy · 11 months
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To people whose natural reaction it is to get angry/irritated at something before they hear the whole story: shut the fuck up, you’re fucking annoying
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oswednesday · 4 months
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the weather station is doing this really bizarre thing where its like its going to snow frost warning look out but the projected temp is upper 40s
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infizero · 4 months
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a single mom raising a family of four 💪😥💗
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