Every few months or so, Pearl does something called “molting”. It starts gradually….a feather here, another feather there. Then a longer feather – let’s say a tail feather – suddenly drops out. And it’s on. It is worth mentioning that Pearl seems as mystified by the process as any of the rest of us.
It is always a big event when a child experiences their first lemonade stand. So like any proud Mama, I was bursting with pride as Pearl “helped” me to make our first spring batch of fresh lemonade. Pearl (naturally) assigned herself the role of supervising.
For 10 years I have had a birdie companion. For 10 years that birdie companion has tried to bite my nose whenever I pick her up and go to kiss her soft feathery belly. For 10 years I have been trying (clearly unsuccessfully) to break her of this unwelcome habit. But after reading more books … Continue reading »
The other day I tried to brown one of my mom’s homemade veggie burgers on my stove. I almost burned my head off. Let me tell you, burning hair smells just TERRIBLE. When I told my good friend Monica about the incident, the one and only question she asked me was, “And what were you … Continue reading »
I don’t know if all birds have the kind of love affair with the toothbrush that Pearl does, but there is definitely something special going on there. Mine is electric. It looks like this: It is long, slim, and two-toned. So I suppose my long, slim, and two-toned avian might be forgiven for assuming that … Continue reading »
