Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Company for Christmas















I decided to babysit the neighbor's Love Bird, named Brisbane, for the week of Christmas. That way the neighbor could go see his only grandchild -  two year old Mason. I helped him wrap this huge train set with track. (Two years old - good grief  - that train rivaled Southern Railways!) So off the neighbor went with the train, and I got the bird(smile).

It has taken two days to get Brisbane to have anything to do with me. The best I would get is a nasty bite. But pretty soon he was itching to come out of his little house. I had rules and in order to be out he would have to play nice. It only took three, maybe four times of putting him back in his house before he caught on. Quite exceptional really. I was proud of him, and my fingers were no longer getting chomped on.

I sat reading "Favorite Christmas Memories," on a recent blog-hop. Some were so sweet - some were quite funny - and then there was a category I call, "what?" It was so very quiet in my studio. Oh the occasional airplane would fly over, but other than that...quiet. That's when I remembered... bird. Bird is very quiet. Is bird asleep? I tipped toed over to his little house and NO BIRD!! Not inside of it. Not on top of it. (Oh why did I let him out?) He could be any where and with that coloring... oh my goodness, check the fireplace garland! Check the wreath with the country birds! Top of the windows? Egad, what if he got out of the studio? I opened the door and started to walk through the door when I felt a little nudge at my neck. He had been asleep on my shoulder the whole time. He was snuggled up in my shirt collar. Between my hair and the collar, he was completely covered up.

A moment later he flew to his house, tapped on his food dish and I figured he must be hungry. I got a teaspoon of seeds, then covered his cage halfway with his "blankie." He ate a sunflower seed, then proceeded with this little sad whistle. I explained in the best non-bird lingo I knew - "Daddy is with the grandchild. He will be back soon. You'll see him soon. Brisbane is a good bird." (Of course I asked the Creator to translate. I hate seeing the little bird sad.) A moment later, he ate another sunflower seed, hopped onto his favorite swing, and that was that.

Song of the Caged Bird... quiet and sweet. Enjoy!

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  1. It's so sweet that he cuddled with you. His daddy will return soon.

    Love,
    Janie

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  2. Brisbane looks so sweet and sounds quite a character. Merry Christmas to you all!

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    1. He's a character. This photo is three years ago. You should have seen his reaction when I showed it to him. Kept twisting head back and forth. :)

      Merry Christmas to you, Suzanne!

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  3. That is so sweet..... Have a good Christmas together, you two.

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    1. He has his moments, and we're working on it. I'm hoping the neighbor has a good time and returns when planned(smile).

      Thank you Shadow... hope you have a Merry Christmas!

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  4. Hi Dixie,
    Just popping by to say that I hope you have a very merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year, and thank you for continuing to comment on my blog!
    Very Best Wishes,
    David.

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    1. Hi David,
      I wouldn't one of your posts for the world! I'm so glad you could visit. I hope the Christmas Season and the New Year are full of blessings.
      Stay well, my blogging pal,
      Dixie.

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  5. OMG good thing you didn't put your head onto a pillow and went to sleep turning lil' Brisbie into a pancake :)

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    1. I know - he's so small - but loud when he wants to be.(smile)
      Funny - he's called a "peach faced Love Bird," so would he be a peach pancake? :)

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  6. Awwww, Brisbane sounds sweet! And no poop down your curtains, so bonus!

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    1. Here's the skinny, Debra. He only poops in one spot inside his cage. It looks like a snow laden Christmas tree - I kid you not!

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  7. This is kinda like the story of searching high and low for your glasses only to discover they are on top of your head.

    Anyway.... so glad that you and Brisbane are becoming fast friends (so much so that he's cuddling with you). Birds are so smart!!!

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    1. Glasses on the head-been there!

      Today's he's been ignoring me. Maybe he's a night owl? We'll find out as soon as the sun sets(smile)

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    1. Billy - cute song really.

      Copy and paste the link below or look at the top of this page on the right hand margin under Dixie's blogs. "An Artful Blogger" is the one.

      http://anartfulblogger.blogspot.com/

      I have third blog opened for "Battle of The Bands" blog hop that happens twice a month. You might like to join. You definitely know your music.

      Later, and really thanks for this song!!

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  9. That is so cute! I love that he was snuggled with you and you didn't even know it. I would love to get a bird, between my cats and my dog, the bird would be in dangerous territory!

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  10. I thought I'd lost him!! He also likes to hop on my keyboard. I think he's a natural born blogger! Not sure about your cat and dog, but this bird has one mean beak! He's also quick(smile).

    I enjoyed your Favorite Christmas Memory! I sat here and blubbered through it - so sweet and bittersweet. Thank you for visiting me today(smile).

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  11. Dixie, what a cute story. I would have been frantic looking for the bird if I was responsible for him. You are an excellent bird sitter for your friend. Thanks for sharing the story.

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    1. Excellent - hahaha, he was right under my nose - practically - still couldn't find him. However you're welcome - why not share?!!
      This morning he has decided to sit on my hand as I attempt to type.(yipes)

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  12. Not the kind of bird most of us think about for Christmas. Glad you are getting along together OK.

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    1. I agree, Jo, would love to have another turkey!! I hope you're feeling better today !!

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  13. Oh that is funny Dixie!
    How nice of you to babysit....actually sounds like fun!
    Merry Christmas.....thanks for all your lovely comments!
    See you soon....
    Cheers!
    Linda :o)

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    1. It's day three with Brisbane and I've discovered he comes alive at sunset. All day he hangs out in his house or on top. Then Mr. Charm arrives at 6 p.m.

      Thank you Linda. I'm glad you thought it was funny. It has it's moments(after 6 p.m.).
      Merry Christmas!!

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