Tuesday, July 28, 2009
LOST Pearl COCKATIEL BIRD in Toronto
Please help Char the Pearl Cockatiel find her way home!
Char flew off on May 30, 2009 from Yonge & Finch/Sheppard in the Willowdale / North York area in Toronto. Char has all her feathers so she can fly quite well -- she could be anywhere in the Greater Toronto Area by now, Mississauga, Barrie, or maybe even farther. Both her mate, a 23 year old cockatiel, and her humans miss her dearly and are heartbroken from her disappearance.
Char is a cinnamon pearl cockatiel -- a small parrot-like bird with a long tail. She's about 10 inches long from head to tail, approximately the size of a blue jay. But her feather colouring is totally different: light grey with yellow/white/dark grey spots and markings all over her back. Char has a yellowish head with orange cheek patches, and a long yellow-white tail. If you see her outside, she definitely won't look like she belongs in the Canadian wild.
Please, if you have seen her, or see a bird that looks like her, or know someone who has, please let us know so we can bring her home. Or if you know about her but don't want her to come home to us, please at least email us so that we know she is doing well... we can also tell you about her favourite foods and what makes her happy. If you have any information about her, please email us at roanoroanATgmailDOTcom (just replace AT with @ and DOT with .). We offer a generous reward for information leading to her safe return. Thank you.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wrangling Writing
Haven't touched this blog in ages.
Lately, I've felt like I can't quite write. Sure, I can string some words together to form a sentence, but writing papers these days is a total crapshoot. Unnatural. As if I must twist my text to suit an unknown standard. I don't know if this is just a phase I need to suffer through to emerge a better writer, or if it's a sign I'm not cut out for all this. Hopefully the former. If so, hopefully the suffering will end soon so that the emerging can begin.
Lately, I've felt like I can't quite write. Sure, I can string some words together to form a sentence, but writing papers these days is a total crapshoot. Unnatural. As if I must twist my text to suit an unknown standard. I don't know if this is just a phase I need to suffer through to emerge a better writer, or if it's a sign I'm not cut out for all this. Hopefully the former. If so, hopefully the suffering will end soon so that the emerging can begin.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
The new girl
Lately, I've been so swamped that I haven't had much chance to do much on here, but here are some photos of the new hen, who came to our flock by way of a very kind lady.
This is on Day 1. B got so excited as soon as he heard the new hen. He flew around a few corners, from the kitchen to the living room just to see her for the very first time the day she arrived, and followed her around everywhere for two days.
Day 2: She relaxes after her first misting here and is able to play near B.
Day 4: Despite how devoted B was to her for the first couple days, this is a rare shot of them eating peacefully together. Usually they spar for territory, which is an unfortunate habit that I think B picked up from her after he came on so strong the very first minute they met.
She got a real big shower on Day 11. I'm a sucker for wet bird pics...
This is Day 21, just hanging out on the swingy thing.
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